Chapter 292
Dorothea glanced over, curiosity plain in her eyes. “Where’d you learn how to do this p>
Latham kept his focus on her foot, his gaze steady. “I picked it up a while back. Thought maybe, if you ever got pregnant and your legs cramped up, I could help you p>
She blinked. That was the last answer she expected.
Soon enough, the spot he was massaging warmed up, her blood flowing again, the numbness fading away.
Dorothea turned toward the window. Outside, everything was quiet and black, the world wrapped in stillness.
Inside the car, warm orange light traced the sharp lines of his face, making him look even more striking.
She was lost in thought when the driver’s voice broke through. “We’re here p>
Dorothea quickly pulled her foot back and tugged her sock up.
“We made it. Let’s go p>
Latham double-checked her coat and scarf, making sure she was all bundled up before opening the door.
Cold air rushed in, stinging their faces and making them squint.
Under the moon, the snow-covered mountains shimmered with blue and white light. Above them, the sky was so clear and full of stars it almost made her breath catch.
“Look over there.” Latham pointed into the distance, and Dorothea followed his gaze.
The Milky Way stretched across the sky, and a faint green shimmer slowly brightened, spreading wider and wider.
Colors spilled across the sky, painting everything with light.
Dorothea held her breath. She’d watched videos, seen pictures, but nothing came close to standing here, right in the middle of it all.
The glow drifted right above their heads, swirling like a river.
“Happy New Year, babe,” Latham whispered against her ear.
She looked up at him, the aurora reflecting in his eyes. “Happy New Year, love p>
Inside the hotel, warm yellow lights glowed. A messy trail of coats led from the door toward the bed.
Latham turned the heat up all the way. He cupped her face and kissed her.
It was deep, insistent, catching her off guard. Dorothea’s first instinct was to pull away.
But he wrapped her up in his arms, his hand resting on her waist, holding her easily between him and the bed.
Tonight, Latham felt different.
His kisses used to be tender, sometimes wild, but now… it was like he was savoring her.
Just the
ht made her blush
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to her collarbone
His breathing grew heavier near her
ear. Latham pulled back a little
looking at her with those warm
amber eyes. “Babe, do you know
what I want p>
Dorothea’s cheeks were burning, her eyes a little glassy. “No.” “If we stop now, I’m going to take a shower p>
He leanedan again, stopping just short of her lips, his smile soft and teasing it’s the New Year. Want to make a baby p>
Her mind was spinning, but she suddenly looked up and stared at him for a long second.
Latham thought maybe she was going to say no. He started to reach for the drawer by the bed, but she grabbed his hand.
Her eyes shimmered, unfocused, and her voice was barely more than a whisper. “Okay p>
He froze.
He’d barely dared to ask her. His voice went low and rough. “You mean it p>
A wave of happiness surged through him, his lips curving up. “You really want to have a baby p>
She nodded, firm and sure. “Yeah. I want us to have a baby p>
His brow twitched, his throat worked as he swallowed, and after just a heartbeat, he kissed her again.
His wife wanted a baby with him.