Descent (Black Heart Romance presents Heaven & Hell)

Chapter Thirty Nine
Hallie
The bedroom is dark, but I can’t sleep. My skin is still sticky with perspiration after the long
goodnight pounding I just got. I’m naked, but I don’t even care.
Lack of clothing is the least of my problems.
I look over at my left hand, the enormous diamonds weighing my finger down. I look past them at
the man—my fiancé—who won’t let me go. He’s entirely indifferent to how much I don’t want him,
and I don’t understand it.
He rolls on his side so he can look at me,
“Can we get a shag rug for the living room?”
“Of course,” he answers. “Whatever you want.”
I nod. It’s not much, but I take my wins where I can get them. “I like shag rugs.”
He cracks a smile. “Then you’ll have them in any room you like. If there’s anything you don’t
like in the house, just let me know and I’ll get rid of it.”
It’s mean, but I crack a smile. “What about you?”
He’s not offended. His eyes glitter with amusement. “I’m afraid that’s the one thing that has to
stay.”
“Damn.”
He reaches over and slides his arms around me, then hauls me up against his muscular body. He
drapes me on top of him like a blanket, then smiles faintly like he’s content.
I’m too tired to keep my head up, so I rest it on his firm chest. “Did you want children?” I ask.
His gaze drifts up as if he has to consider the question. “I’m not sure. I guess I hadn’t decided. It
wasn’t a must-do for me, if that’s what you mean. I suppose I figured if I met the right woman
someday, she would probably want a child, but I didn’t expect to find a right woman, either. I was
open to it, but it seemed unlikely,” he concludes. “You?”
I nod. “Yeah, I wanted children. I grew up as an only child, so I wanted to have at least two.
Maybe even four, if I was really feeling ambitious.”
“Four?” The number startles him. “Well, as an only child myself, I can safely say four was never
on my list, but I’m not opposed if that’s what you want.”
I crack a smile. “I didn’t say I wanted to have four children with you.”