had already given my word we would.
My smiling face went on a dour note when I got the sinking feeling he was about to decline the invitation.
“This has been too much to take in. I know you adore Stella and Callum, and I do, too, but I cannot be bothered with being around people. I just can’t be bothered, cara.” He seemed to have meant it. “You’re more than welcome to go tomorrow, if you like, but I can’t. I have so much on my plate. Besides, I haven’t rested yet. I’m beyond knackered.”
What was I thinking? Of course he’d decline. His granddad had almost died, and here I was, wondering if he’d go to a dinner party because my friend was expecting her first child. I was being inconsiderate and quite selfish to even bring it up to him.
“I’m sorry . That was very selfish of me to even ask of you. I’ll tell Stella that we can’t make it, but we’re over the moon about her pregnancy. I’m sure she’ll understand.” Stella Kensington would get it more than most women. She’d probably even send something to William just because. She was simply like that; born and bred with excruciating etiquette, even if she wasn’t feeling great.
“Thank you, poppet,” he whispered before kissing my forehead.
I sighed deeply before resting my cheek on his chest, breathing him in. “We’re going to be okay.” The words comforted the troubles in my heart. Granted, I wasn’t sure if he knew anything about that pesky rumor, but why rock the boat when things were starting to brighten up again?
Seeking his eyes, he gazed down on me with a certain look that used to make my stomach churn and heave , but at this instant, it simply gave me breathlessness.
“Sienna?” he murmured just as my heart stopped beating.
“Yeah?”
He didn’t blink before he opened his mouth to say, “We have to talk about something quite important.”
I wanted to bite my tongue so we didn’t have to talk about it. Whatever it was, I knew it might be something I wouldn’t like. He always gave off this vibe about him when he was going to give me bad news. But as much as I wanted to stay in the dark and postpone the inevitable, I knew in my heart that this moment was as good as any. At least, if we had it out in the open, we’d deal with it like all married couples do. I truly hoped we’d deal with whatever this was together.
“I love you more than words could express, more than anything I had ever imagined . I love you, Sienna. I just want you to know that.”
Jesus, where was he going with this? I swallowed , my throat nearly parched, while I nodded in earnest, hoping he’d continue his speech before I passed out of agitation.
With each passing second, I felt my surroundings closing in . However, I wouldn’t let my childhood coping mechanism take over because this was different. This time, the man that might irrevocably cause my pain was my husband. My family. My home.
“This whole nightmare brought everything to surface , most especially my parents’ passing, and I realized that if grandfather died, I’d have no direct kinship by blood. There’s Clive of course, but he’s my second cousin. It’s a tad difficult to express what my heart truly wants to say, but I’ll say it in the easiest way that I know…” He paused, searching for my eyes while I remained at the edge of a cliff, ready to throw myself down the second he said anything that had divorce in it.
So I waited with bated breath.
And kept waiting…
Until he finally had the courage to continue.
“I want a baby.”
I blinked back a few times, staring at him in shock. “I beg your pardon?”
“I want a child of our own. I want— need —a child with you.”
Bloody fuck. The tightness in my throat worsened. This was the opposite of what I had expected. Staring back at him, wide-eyed and speechless, I kept repeating the word baby in my mind.
He wanted a baby. With me. He needed a child.
“ But why ; we’re still so young?” I asked like a
My smiling face went on a dour note when I got the sinking feeling he was about to decline the invitation.
“This has been too much to take in. I know you adore Stella and Callum, and I do, too, but I cannot be bothered with being around people. I just can’t be bothered, cara.” He seemed to have meant it. “You’re more than welcome to go tomorrow, if you like, but I can’t. I have so much on my plate. Besides, I haven’t rested yet. I’m beyond knackered.”
What was I thinking? Of course he’d decline. His granddad had almost died, and here I was, wondering if he’d go to a dinner party because my friend was expecting her first child. I was being inconsiderate and quite selfish to even bring it up to him.
“I’m sorry . That was very selfish of me to even ask of you. I’ll tell Stella that we can’t make it, but we’re over the moon about her pregnancy. I’m sure she’ll understand.” Stella Kensington would get it more than most women. She’d probably even send something to William just because. She was simply like that; born and bred with excruciating etiquette, even if she wasn’t feeling great.
“Thank you, poppet,” he whispered before kissing my forehead.
I sighed deeply before resting my cheek on his chest, breathing him in. “We’re going to be okay.” The words comforted the troubles in my heart. Granted, I wasn’t sure if he knew anything about that pesky rumor, but why rock the boat when things were starting to brighten up again?
Seeking his eyes, he gazed down on me with a certain look that used to make my stomach churn and heave , but at this instant, it simply gave me breathlessness.
“Sienna?” he murmured just as my heart stopped beating.
“Yeah?”
He didn’t blink before he opened his mouth to say, “We have to talk about something quite important.”
I wanted to bite my tongue so we didn’t have to talk about it. Whatever it was, I knew it might be something I wouldn’t like. He always gave off this vibe about him when he was going to give me bad news. But as much as I wanted to stay in the dark and postpone the inevitable, I knew in my heart that this moment was as good as any. At least, if we had it out in the open, we’d deal with it like all married couples do. I truly hoped we’d deal with whatever this was together.
“I love you more than words could express, more than anything I had ever imagined . I love you, Sienna. I just want you to know that.”
Jesus, where was he going with this? I swallowed , my throat nearly parched, while I nodded in earnest, hoping he’d continue his speech before I passed out of agitation.
With each passing second, I felt my surroundings closing in . However, I wouldn’t let my childhood coping mechanism take over because this was different. This time, the man that might irrevocably cause my pain was my husband. My family. My home.
“This whole nightmare brought everything to surface , most especially my parents’ passing, and I realized that if grandfather died, I’d have no direct kinship by blood. There’s Clive of course, but he’s my second cousin. It’s a tad difficult to express what my heart truly wants to say, but I’ll say it in the easiest way that I know…” He paused, searching for my eyes while I remained at the edge of a cliff, ready to throw myself down the second he said anything that had divorce in it.
So I waited with bated breath.
And kept waiting…
Until he finally had the courage to continue.
“I want a baby.”
I blinked back a few times, staring at him in shock. “I beg your pardon?”
“I want a child of our own. I want— need —a child with you.”
Bloody fuck. The tightness in my throat worsened. This was the opposite of what I had expected. Staring back at him, wide-eyed and speechless, I kept repeating the word baby in my mind.
He wanted a baby. With me. He needed a child.
“ But why ; we’re still so young?” I asked like a
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