Chapter Twenty-Four-Nico&Anna

Nico

“How long will you be gone for?” Anna asks, her eyes bright with unshed tears as I rush home to explain there’s been an emergency.

The doctor just told her she needs to be on bed rest for the final three weeks of her pregnancy and here I am abandoning her, and I feel like a miserable piece of fucking shit.

“I’m sorry. I’m not going far. Just Boston. A business associate has news he will only share in person. There’s a whole fucking process, it’s all bullshit pomp, but I can’t ignore it. Tell me you understand, and you forgive me?”

I fucking beg her.

“Nico, hush,” she chides. “There’s nothing to forgive. Go do what you have to then come home to me, safe and sound. Got it? Tell me.”

Her whispered demand is so fucking hot, and I nod my head because yeah, I got it.

“I’ll always come back to you both,” I tell her, and I mean it.