His heart convulsed at yet another proof of her total love for him. “You suffered worse. Why didn’t you direct your efforts toward girls who suffer the same as you did?”
“Because I love you more than I love myself. Way more.” And he believed her. For he loved her way beyond how he loved himself or anything else. “Imagining your pain hurt me more than remembering experiencing my own. But once this shelter project is up and running, I’ll do what you suggest, too, in my original region. But there, I won’t be up against natural disasters, but organized crime.” She sank kneading fingers in his arm. “I’ll need your muscle there.”
Body going rigid with arousal all over again, he groaned. “My every muscle is at your disposal. And my brothers’, too.”
She giggled. “Are you sure they’d be open to that? Antonio called me when you were on your way and begged me to get you off his back. The poor man is entering chronic sleep deprivation because you’re obsessing about my pregnancy.”
“So what? That man can operate in his sleep. He actually did yesterday.” She chuckled again, and he melted a caress down the delightful curve of her cheek. “So how do you feel about adoption?”
After a moment’s surprise at his abrupt change of subject, she smiled widely. “I feel that now that I’m going to have a billionaire ninja husband, I’d like to adopt four children.”
His eyebrows shot up. “Why four?”
“Because I have my eye on two girls and two boys in the shelter. And they have their eye on me. Ages two to six. I was thinking how I would be able to adopt them alone, but now...”
“We’ll adopt them together. And our baby will be born to find she or he already has a huge family waiting to love her or him.”
“Uh...why don’t you think about it some more? Adoption is a huge decision, even bigger than deciding to have a biological child.”
“I know that. And I’ve already thought. Why do you think I asked you what you feel about it?” A consideration suddenly hit him. “Or did you only consider adoption when you thought you wouldn’t have a child of your own?”