Free Russian Mobster's Secret by Bella Rose Page B

That’s what he does for a job. That so figures! I’m having a fucking baby with some guy who works as a hit man.”
    “Whoa, whoa, whoa!” He held up his hands. “Who said anything about a baby?”
    “I did!” She flung up her hands right before she picked up the brownie pan and put it inside the oven with unnecessary force. “Because it’s true!”
    “A baby?” He fell back a step. Groping to his left, he managed to find a kitchen chair, pull it out, and sit down before he fell. “As in you’re having a baby?”
    “Yes!” She leaned back against the counter and stared at the ceiling. “I only found out a few days ago. Believe me, it took a bit of getting used to.”
    “Implying that you’re used to it now?” He didn’t even know how to fit this into his mental framework. “What are you going to do with it?”
    “Raise it?” She looked at him as though he were a moron.
    How stupid of him. “Of course. I wasn’t trying to imply anything else. I guess I was just trying to get a read on your intentions.”
    “My intentions?” She started laughing. “At this point, my biggest worry is that your sister will kill me when she finds out.” She pointed toward her front door. “It isn’t like Vlad isn’t going to run home and dial her up anyway. I would be surprised if she didn’t already know that you and I have been sleeping together. Or were sleeping together. Or whatever.”
    “Oksana can damn well get over herself. I’m sick of my sister thinking she has the right to tell everyone how to live their lives. You don’t owe her anything.”
    “Maybe, but it still feels awful to betray her like this.”
    “It wasn’t a betrayal.” He got up and started to reach for Susan. Something stopped him though, and he dropped his hands. “Is this why you’ve been acting so strangely? I thought you were over me—over us. I never could have imagined that you might have another reason to be upset with me.”
    “If you mean did it bother me to see the father of my unborn child with his paws all over another woman?” She sent him a bitter smile. “Yes. It was a horrible reminder that I managed to get myself pregnant by a total player.”
    “Susan,” Kirill murmured.
    This time he didn’t stop when he reached out his arms to hold her. He pulled her close and held her against his chest. She tucked her head beneath his chin, and he dropped a kiss on the top of her head as though it were the most natural thing in the world.
    “What are we going to do?” she whispered. “This was definitely not in my plans.”
    “Perhaps not right now. But I can’t imagine you thought of yourself as a solitary woman who would never have a home and a family. I believe we even discussed that at one time.”
    “I think it would be more accurate to say I flung that description at you in a sort of condemnation.” Her voice was muffled against his chest.
    “Still. You had a desire to be a mother. And I think you’ll be a good one. You even bake from scratch.”
    “Oh! The brownies!” She pulled away to check the oven.
    “See. You’re absolutely mother material.”
    “And are you father material?”
    Kirill had never anticipated anyone asking him that question. “Perhaps at one time in my life I would’ve laughed it off and told you that I had no interest in those sorts of strings. But I’m older now. Maybe I’m just tired of the revolving door on relationships, or maybe you truly changed me, Susan. Either way, I’m more than willing to try fatherhood.”
    “That means monogamy. Are you ready to try that as well?”
    There was absolutely no point in telling her that he hadn’t really been interested in another woman since he’d been with her. She wouldn’t take those words in the spirit in which he would mean them. So in the interest of not making her angry, he simply nodded.
    “Yes. I can promise to be faithful to you and only you, my Susan. As long as you can promise me that you will never again let that