cheek before running away and
going to the kitchen. He heard her screams of excitement and
chuckled as he closed the door behind him.
“It has a country sink,
Wayne.”
“So I take it you’re
not upset we’re staying close to home?” he asked.
Lily appeared at the
end of the hallway. “No, I don’t need to leave my land to be on
holiday. This is the type of house I want.”
“What a bungalow?” She
went to him, his heart lifted when her arms circled him, and she
kissed his lips. Every act she brought was a step closer to owning
her heart.
“No, this is the type
of house I imagined.”
“Be a perfect place to
raise children,” he said.
Lily scoffed and turned
from him. “We don’t need a house for that.”
Wayne frowned. “Why
don’t we?”
“Because we’re not
having any children.”
Okay, back up a step,
his beautiful moment was being trampled on. “What do you mean you
won’t be having children?”
“Well you didn’t marry
me for that, did you?”
He needed to take a
moment to calm his nerves, the anger zooming through him,
destructive.
“I never once said I
didn’t want kids and in fact, I do, Lily. Loads of them. I want a
house full, and you’ll be giving them to me.”
For the briefest of
moments, silence descended on the bungalow. Wayne was certain he’d
be able to hear a pin drop. He waited for the fire to respond.
****
“You’ve got to be
fucking kidding me? You want me to have your child?” Lily couldn’t
believe what she was hearing. A child—he wanted her to bring a
defenceless child into the fold. Was he nuts?
“I did tell you to read
the prenuptial agreement you signed. It’s all in there.”
“That agreement would
have took me a lifetime to read. It was so thick I could barely
lift it.”
“I don’t see what the
problem is. We’ve already fucked, and I didn’t use any protection.
And seeing as I know you’re not on the pill—”
“Wait! How do you know
I’m not on the fucking pill?” All she wanted to do was have a quiet
weekend away without any stress and no worries. She couldn’t cope
with all the new changes to her life. The huge diamond ring on her
finger weighed a ton. If the ring didn’t remind her of her now
married state then the constant pulse between her thighs was always
there. She wanted him all the time. From the short time they’d been
together, he’d done nothing but crowd her like some kind of child.
Lily felt as if she had no time when she could be by herself.
“Part of the agreement,
I got your doctor’s forms. I’m your next of kin, and the person
who’ll take care of you. I take my job seriously.”
“That is a breach of
privacy. How can you do this to me?” She smacked her chest.
Everywhere she turned, he took part of her life from her. What
would he want next? Her heart? Her soul?
“I figured in your
current position—”
“You mean my family’s
position. They were the ones to spend the money, not me. I wasn’t
even born with it. I grew up getting the hand-me-down clothes and
the shit life, and yet I’m paying with my life and body and now you
want me to give you a child.” Throwing her hands up, she went to
the window. They hadn’t gone away on a honeymoon, but Wayne booked
this small cottage for the weekend when he’d told her it sounded
perfect. It seemed more like a way to trap her to turn her into
some kind of brood mare.
“I don’t want a
baby.”
“You could already have
one.”
“You’re older than me.”
Lily wanted anything to fight him with. To get him to back off.
“I’ve given you
everything.”
“And took in the
process. Don’t forget until you came making your demands, I had a
life.”
“What kind of life was
that? One where you scrubbed floors, made dinner, and then took the
shit they had to dish out. I may be older, but I’ve given you more
passion than you’d ever hope to get elsewhere.” Wayne grew louder
and moved closer to her. Lily ended up craning her neck to
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