The Vasquez Baby

and perhaps that would have been a better option.’ He frowned. ‘Given that talking just seems to make you cry.’

‘I thought I was going to lose you. I know you only married me because I was pregnant.’

‘I married you because you were pregnant,’ Raul agreed in a husky tone. ‘But I’m staying married to you because I love you.’

She squeezed her eyes shut but the tears fell anyway because she just adored him so much and suddenly everything had gone from being wrong to being very, very right. ‘I love you, too. So much. You have no idea.’

‘I think I have.’ His voice was soft and he brushed the tears away from her cheek with the back of his hand. ‘I behaved so badly to you. I was cruel and thoughtless and yet you are still here. You have to be in love to have put up with me. Stop crying!’

‘I can’t,’ she croaked. ‘And it’s your fault. It’s all the things you’re saying.’

‘Which just goes to prove that talking has its limitations,’ he drawled, a dangerous gleam in his eyes as he lowered his head to hers. ‘So now it’s time to solve this problem in a very different way. Do you agree?’

‘Yes,’ Faith whispered against his mouth. ‘Oh yes.’