“You really want me to pop you out a goddamn heir?” I laugh, because this is a joke. A serious expression settles on his face, his jaw visibly clenches. I stop laughing. Shit. “You’re for real, aren’t you?” He leans in, his lips grazing my ear. “Deadly. I want you by my side, where you belong.” He grips my arms almost hard enough to bruise in his intensity.
