Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 989
So what if I can’t? Mom’s dead, and there’s no bringing her back. So instead of being sad, I might as well turn my focus onto getting my revenge.
“As will I. I’m so glad to have you.” Shane held her quietly and whispered while his chin rested on her shoulder.
It was her constant presence by his side and the comfort and counsel she provided that sustained him.
It was because of her and their two children that he was able to keep his violent tendencies and thirst for vengeance in check.
Otherwise, how were they to cope if he were to end up in prison?
With that in view, Shane nibbled at Natalie’s neck. “I’ve never thanked you, honey, for coming into my life. I can’t imagine what sort of a man I would have been without you.”
Perhaps a cold-blooded and vengeful man or an emotionless money-making machine.
Natalie patted him on the back. “All right, all right. What are you getting all mushy on me for? I can’t get used to this.”
Shane chuckled under his breath and continued to peck at her nape.
Unable to resist the ticklishness, Natalie started to put up a little resistance. “Okay, enough. Let go now. It tickles!”
Shane was not relenting. On the contrary, his lips quickly traced their way down the length of her neck and onto her collarbone. “Seems like it’s almost time.”
“Time for what?” Natalie was stumped for a moment there.
The man temporarily relinquished his hold on her nape and lifted his eyes to regard her. “Three months. The doctor said that the baby would be stabilized in three months, and you’d become available.”
Natalie blushed, simultaneously surprised and a little peeved. “Don’t tell me that you’ve been counting down the days?”
Shane snorted his silent admission.
Natalie was positively bemused. “Jeez…”
“Give it to me.” Shane interrupted and regarded her with a longing in his eyes that certainly reflected how arduous these past three months had been for him.
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