Third Comes Vengeance (Promised in Blood, #3)

by Lilith Vincent

“And what do you want?” I ask. “I want the baby to have the loudest cry, and the strongest kick, and the brightest eyes it can have. And for you to get through this and be smiling on the other side. That’s all that matters to me.”

and the little bean.” He can’t resist it when I’m grateful for his overprotectiveness, and the corner of his mouth twitches. “Damn you, woman. You’ve got us all wrapped around your little finger.”

kneels down in front of me, placing his hands on the bump. “You, little monster,” Salvatore says to the baby. “Don’t kick your mother so hard. She’s soft and beautiful and doesn’t deserve it. Little kicks only, just to say hi to her and your daddies, okay?”

“Vengeance is sweet. But being here with you all is even sweeter.”

My men all crowd around me, their hands on me, their fingers gently touching the baby. Their son.