He gazed at her a moment longer and she realized she was holding her breath.
“I am not opposed to children, Willow.”
Something in her chest loosened at his admission. The fear she’d been carrying melted away.
Oh, good.
“I may have been opposed to marriage, but now that I’m married, I’m happy to give you all the children you wish.” His lips curled into a mischievous smirk. “Even happier when I think of the process that leads to them.”
Heat flushed up her spine instantly as she recalled their . . . process. She needed to change the subject. Immediately. Before she made a fool of herself by rising from her chair and throwing herself at her husband to initiate that very process.
“So now that I’ve confessed my secret, tell me, why did you follow me to Gunter’s?”
“Would you believe me if I told you I found myself bereft of your company?”
“Please, give me more credit than that.” She took another sip from her glass. “Much more credit.”
“It was worth a try,” he drawled with a lazy smile. “The truth is I myself am not sure why I followed you. All I could think about was kissing you.”
Gooseflesh broke out on her arms.
Lust. Not doting.
“I. . . You . . . That is . . .”
“Rather unsettling?” he suggested.
Her eyes met his. “Unexpectedly so.”
“No more for you than it is for me, I assure you.”
“Is that why you haven’t drawn up another set of stuffy rules?”
His lips twitched. “As you have not read them, you can hardly call them stuffy, now can you?”
“If they weren’t stuffy, you would not be married tome.”
“Then I suppose fate has smiled down on me.”
Willow’s brows scrunched together. “Are youflirtingwith me?”
“If you are frowning, I reckon I’m not doing it right.”
The man was impossible!
And yet, Willow’s insides fluttered.
Lord save me, Iamdoting on my husband.
“Whyhaven’tyou drawn up another set?” she pressed, trying her best to stay on subject.
“I have. They are on your desk.”
Her eyes narrowed on him. “You shamelessly flirt with me and then you tell methat?”
“Does that mean I am crusty?”
Willow swore his eyes sparkled. She shook her head in exasperation. “I’m only going to burn them again.”
