Promises (The Kings of Guardian Book 14) by Kris Michaels

Author:Kris Michaels [Michaels, Kris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: KMRW LLC
Published: 2020-11-30T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Drake carried Jillian’s suitcase and stowed it in Gracie’s underbelly. The old girl was going to get a flying workout in the next couple days, but she was a solid aircraft and they’d just had her overhauled last year.

Jillian waited for him at the stairs to the aircraft. “You know they are going to be late, right?”

Drake grabbed his wife’s hand, and they boarded together. “Who? Keelee and Adam, Mike and Taty, or Dixon and Joy?”

“Your brother. I went to ask Joy if she was ready to go and by the sounds of the way the headboard was thumping against the wall, it could be quite a while.”

Drake turned to look at her and laughed at the deep red blush on her face. “Jilly, you realize other people do what we do after dark, right?”

“I’m not a prude, it’s just… Things you can’t unsee even if you imagine them, you know?” She dropped into one of the leather loungers. “Did you know Joy wants to have a baby?”

“What?” Drake glanced around the empty plane as the echo of his shout died down.

“Yeah, that was the response of everyone at Maliki’s wedding. She got really quiet and I think our shocked response… ah… hurt her feelings.”

Drake sat down across from his wife and made a pained face. “It is quite possible that woman doesn’t have feelings unless it involves Dixon.”

“No, she does. She just hides them from everyone. But yeah, she said she wanted a baby.” Jillian cleared her throat. “We’ve never really discussed children other than, you know, commenting that maybe, someday…”

Drake rubbed his face with both hands and blew out a stream of air. “Yeah, well, you know what a fucking bastard my father was.”

She nodded. “So, you never want kids?”

“Ah, well…” Drake checked the open door to make sure there was no one around before he continued, “Honestly, I’d like to be a dad, but I don’t want to father children.”

Jillian blinked at him. “What?”

He leaned forward. “I know it is an irrational fear. My father was the worst kind of evil; my mother wasn’t much better. I don’t want those people’s genetics to run through my children’s veins. It terrifies me that in some cosmic genetic lottery our son or daughter might end up mentally ill like they were.”

Jillian covered her hands with his. “I understand completely, and to be honest, I don’t think I’d do well with an infant. I know my limitations, but I love older children. Their curiosity and the way they search for answers. I’m amazed at how easy they assimilate facts and adapt to novel ideas. I guess it’s too bad we can’t just skip the first couple years, yeah?” She chuckled and then snapped up. “Wait. We could adopt. There are a lot of older kids in the system.”

“Adopt?” He drew back. Why had he never thought about adoption?

“Or foster. Or both. Could you love a child that wasn’t yours?” She leaned forward, her eyes brilliant with unspoken emotion.

“God, Jilly, I really get a kick out of all the kids here at the ranch.

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