Page 114 of His Kidnapped Queen

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“For lying to you. For hiding…”

“Our daughter,” I finish as she trails off, and I just stare at her for a long moment. “Why did you hide it from me?”

“I didn’t know you. I thought, hell, Iknewyou were a mobster. I just didn’t know you werethemobster.” She chuckles, the sound high-pitched and nervous. “But I didn’t have high hopes that you’d even care. I was a one-night stand, after all.”

I clutch at her hand. “You were so much more than that to me.”

She blinks. “I was?”

I nod eagerly and it makes me dizzy, but I don’t care, squeezing her hand tighter.

“I think I fell in love with you the first moment I saw you.”

Her face flushes and she looks away. “No, you didn’t.”

I huff out a frustrated breath, grabbing onto her hand more tightly when she tries to pull away.

“Diego thought I was crazy, chasing a ghost for months after that night.”

“You looked for me?’

“Told you I did.”

“I guess I didn’t believe you,” she murmurs, looking shy now, after I’ve seen every inch of her, been inside her.

“I loved you then and I love you now, pixie,” I say to her, and I’ve never meant anything more in my entire life.

“You shouldn’t say things you don’t mean.”

“And you shouldn’t tell me how to feel,” I blurt out, trying to reach out to cup her chin.Oh.I’m handcuffed to the bed.

Of course I am. What did I expect?

“You should be mad at me,” she says shakily.

“Well, I’m not.”

“Not even a little?”

I shake my head, smiling. “It’s kind of impossible to be mad on this many drugs.”

She barks out a broken laugh. “Yeah, well, after they wear off you’ll be mad at me.”

“I don’t think so.” I pause. “Sophia?”

“Yes?” Her blue eyes meet mine.

“Can I meet my daughter?” I can’t help but grin. “Are her eyes as blue as yours?”

“No,” she says softly. “Green, like yours.”

It feels like a tiny arrow has pierced my heart.

I can’t even imagine it, a little girl with her button nose and my eyes. God, I hope the kid didn’t get my big nose.

“You’ll really let me meet her? I’d like it to be here. Don’t want her to see her old man in prison.”

Sophia winces, looking away from me again, clearly feeling guilty.