“You ran away. You knew you were carrying my child, and instead of giving me the benefit of the doubt, you ran.”
“So? I was tired of you not showing me I was worth more than being in your bed.” She exhaled roughly. “It doesn’t matter, I guess.”
He stood and started pacing, his anger rising. “It does fucking matter. For over four months I fought for you. I went fucking mental trying to find you, and you don’t think I hurt along the way? You’re in my fucking soul, woman, dug right beneath my skin, and you really think I’m doing this for the baby?” He snorted. “Yeah, I’m happy about the baby. I can’t wait to see him. I really can’t. He’s going to be a fucking rock star. This has nothing to do with the baby. This has to do with you and me.”
He took the book from her.
“I know I’ve been an asshole, Vicky. I’m not worthy of your love or anything. I can even pretend to be pissed at you for running, but I can’t, not really.”
“What do you mean?”
“I was the one that pushed you away. I kept you at arm’s length because I thought that would keep you safe. It never did. My nights were filled with you. Whenever I slept away from you, I missed you. You’re always in my head.” Payne decided to lay down his heart for her. He fucking loved her. She was the mother of his baby, and soon she was going to be his wife. “I can beg you for forgiveness, and you can tell me no. I’ll accept that. There’s not going to be any more holding back, Vicky. I love you, and I intend to prove to you exactly how fucking much I do.”
9
P ayne didn’t care what it took, or what he had to do to make her see he was sincere. He’d screwed up, pushed her away, but he’d change things for her. He’d make things right.
He gave her one last look. “I’m going to make this fucking right.” He knew where he needed to start. If he was going to do this, then he was going to go all out for her. It had taken too long for him to realize how much she meant to him. He’d been hardheaded, not giving a shit about her feelings.
That all changed now.
“I’m going to prove to you that you’re my world, that my baby growing inside of you will have a mom and a dad that are together and love each other.”
Her eyes were still wide, her mouth slightly parted. He couldn’t help himself. He leaned down and claimed her lips with his, giving her a promise right then without saying the words again.
“I’m going to fucking prove to you that you are it for me.”
* * *
V icky watched Payne leave the room. She was in shock, her entire body on the verge of shaking from her turbulent emotions.
A part of her wanted to deny what Payne said, that he really didn’t mean this. But she knew Payne enough that he didn’t make idle promises. He didn’t speak out of his ass and say shit just to please someone.
So he meant all of it, and she was so filled with emotions she started crying.
Wiping the tears away, she chuckled. “Damn hormones,” she said to herself and chuckled. And then she felt her little boy kick. A gasp left her, the shock filling her as she placed a hand on her belly and felt the little flutter for the first time.
She cried harder, her happiness overshadowing everything else.
There was a knock on the door, and she straightened.
“Come in.”
The door was pushed opened and she saw Clara. She smiled and didn’t stop herself from going to her friend. The tears erupted even harder, and Clara held her tighter.
“Please tell me that asshole didn’t hurt you again?”
Vicky shook her head. “No, he told me he loves me and wants me as his old lady.” Vicky pulled back and looked into Clara’s eyes. “He said he’s going to make things right.”
Cara smiled. “About damn time.”
* * *
O ne week later
Over the last seven days Payne had been searching for the perfect place for him and Vicky to raise their son. Yeah, he was going out and buying them a house. The little place he rented