LILY:
Vergil’s arm snakes around my neck, pulling me towards him. His lips brush my cheek in a slow kiss, lingering for a second before he pulls away. My eyes meet his.
“Let’s go somewhere fancy,” he murmurs in a deep voice, and my brows knit slightly. “I want to take you out to dinner… or a real vacation. Just you and me with no lies in between.”
My brows crumple further as he reminds me of the lie of a vacation we attended for a few days.
He smirks, rubbing the back of his neck.
“That’ll help in making the baby faster,” he adds, and I roll my eyes, yanking his hand away from my shoulder.
My chest tightens at the thoughts of making a baby. I let out a sigh.
“We don’t even know if this will work, Vergil. You can’t even recognize me as your mate. What if…” My throat knots, and I swal
