Sold to the Hitman by Alexis Abbott

Author:Alexis Abbott
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pathforgers Publishing
Published: 2016-03-08T23:00:00+00:00

Epilogue

One Year Later

“Smile, Max!”

Andrei stands in front of us holding his iPhone, the camera flash lighting up and making the ten-month-old baby in my arms blink in confusion. I beam at the camera, tickling him to make him giggle. An infectious, delighted peal of laughter comes out of his little mouth, causing both Andrei and me to burst into laughter, too.

We’re sitting on a woolly blanket in Central Park, the three of us bundled up in thick sweaters, mittens, and scarves. My little son’s chubby, cherubic face is all rosy-cheeked from the brisk cold, so I reach into the diaper bag to retrieve his knit beanie with ear flaps. He hates the hat, I know, but the last thing we need is a sick baby on our hands. Especially since we are just about to leave on a trip tomorrow!

“Oh, that’s a good one,” Andrei says, grinning. Sometimes it still catches me off-guard to see him looking this way — so happy and carefree. He used to smile only rarely, and when he did, it was a tentative, fleeting expression. Like he was afraid to be happy. But nowadays he’s almost always smiling, laughing, making silly faces and sounds to entertain baby Maxim.

I didn’t know it was possible to love anyone as much as I love my husband and son. And I never knew just how much happiness I could squish into my life.

“Was he looking at the camera this time?” I ask, coming around to lean on Andrei’s shoulder and look at the iPhone screen.

“Nyet, looking at his mama, as usual.” Andrei turns to kiss me on the cheek before doing the same to Max, who giggles again and reaches for his daddy’s face.

“You wanna go to daddy?” I coo, hugging Max close.

“Da-da,” he mumbles, his dark eyes crinkling up with delight at the mention of his father. The two of them are like two peas in a pod, totally fascinated by each other. Andrei takes Max from my arms and lifts him up, swinging him around in a circle while the baby laughs hysterically. My husband looks at Max with such tenderness and enchantment, like he’s the most wonderful creature on the planet. And Max often stares wide-eyed at his daddy, scarcely blinking, totally entranced by his every move. I can already tell that Andrei is his hero.

But he loves me, too. I’m his comfort. I’m the one he wants when he cries, when he’s hungry, when he’s scared. Andrei is the fun one, and I’m the safety blanket. We suit our roles very well, I’ve discovered. When I first met Andrei, I never would have imagined this side of him: so gentle and sweet.

Sometimes I feel like my life is too good to be true. But it’s totally real, and it’s mine.

“So what time are we leaving in the morning?” I ask, leaning forward to take a strawberry out of the picnic basket and pop it into my mouth.

“I’m thinking around eight. So we have enough time

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