Scandalously Expecting His Child(82)

                “Knowing I’ll have a child of my own doesn’t change a thing. I                     want to help as many children as I can, give them security, and if possible, a                     loving home.”

                “You’re saving the child I was in them, aren’t you?” When she                     nodded and buried her face in his chest, he lifted her chin, held her swimming                     eyes that glittered azure in the soft lights. “And we’ll also save the child                         you were. An older girl who’s been passed over for adoption from                     your part of the world.”

                She dived into his arms again with a smothered cry of                     poignancy...and the doorbell rang.

                Frowning, he sat up. “Expecting someone?”

                “I didn’t even tell anyone I was back.”

                On alert in a split second, he sprang from the bed, making her                     whoop in delight at his elastic rebound.

                “Wow,” she breathed as she rushed to put on her dressing gown.                     “One day you must show me all the ninja stuff you can do.”

                “I showed you many so far.” Then he showed her another trick,                     literally jumping into his pants.

                As she jumped and clapped, he placed his fingers on his lips as                     he rushed soundlessly out of the bedroom.

                She rushed after him. “Didn’t you resolve everything with the                     Yakuza? Why are you alarmed now?”

                He again gestured for her to lower her voice. “Because no one                     should be calling on you, now or at all.”

                “Aren’t your bodyguards still around?”

                “That’s what’s worrying me. That they didn’t give us a heads-up                     and let someone come all the way to your door.”

                “Then they must have thought that someone would certainly be                     welcome.”

                “I’m not taking any chances.”

                She suddenly slapped her forehead. “You made me forget I have a                     video intercom.”

                He blinked at her. It seemed his circuits had been irrevocably                     fried, wiping out all his ingrained training. He’d have to train all over again.                     He’d have to reinstall simple logic.