Anywhere (BBW Romance) by Christin Lovell Read Free Book Online Page A

midnight brown hair. His five o’clock shadow seemed to frame his rose lips, lips that always looked kissable.
    I fidgeted as heat surged through me, gathering at my apex. His energy, his warmth, seemed to surround me, to swaddle me and encourage the flames he’s innocently ignited.
    Noting my flush probably, he stood and moved towards the entertainment center. “Where is this movie of torture?”
    I expelled a quiet breath, struggling to re-direct my body and mind. “Um, on the kitchen counter, I think.” I chanced a look at him.
    Dressed casually in grey sweats, hiked up at the bottom over his muscular calves, and a white t-shirt that was sheerer on him thanks to his darker complexion, his athletic figure was obscured and showcased at once. The man was sexy no matter what he wore, but like this was my preference. I knew so long as he was dressed for lounging that he wasn’t leaving yet.
    Yet.
    I watched him disappear into the kitchen, returning a few seconds later with the movie. He was studying the cover with interest, but he gave no hints as to his thoughts on it. I indulgently took him in as he bent and popped the disc into the DVD player.
    With the movie case and remote in hand, he returned to my side. He pulled me against him and leveled the movie cover, depicting several pregnant actresses, before us. “This will be you with my baby one day.”
    My heart skipped a beat. This was the first time Ram had spoken of a future together. I fought against my excitement, not wanting to appear overeager. I wanted Ram, but I’d never broadcasted it to him.
    Angling to look at him, I narrowed my gaze and pursed my lips, semi-challengingly. “You do realize you have to sleep with a woman to get her pregnant, right?”
    Humor lit his eyes as he cracked a smile. “Yes, aşkım. It works the same in my country as it does in yours.”
    “Uh huh.” I faced forward again, relaxing against him once more. My mind was whirling. Elation and trepidation battled within me. “I guess I could give you one baby,” I conceded.
    “Three.”
    I spun on him, my mouth ajar. “Three? What happened to one?”
    “Two boys and a girl.” He spoke matter of factly, confident in the Universe’s plans. His eyes twinkled and a pleasant, happy expression lifted his features.
    “I hate to burst your bubble, but it doesn’t work like that. If everyone got to choose what they had, the population would be very unbalanced in some countries. Plus, again, we have to have sex for you to knock me up.”
    His smile turned predatory, his irises visibly darkening simultaneously. “We will, aşkım . One day I will be free to enjoy you.” He brushed his lips across mine. His touch was feather lite, yet it had my libido raging in seconds.
    I looked forward to that one day .

    Chapter Eleven
    Aeren
    It’d always been Ram. From the moment I met him, I couldn’t imagine a future with any man but him. He became all consuming. To know the feeling, the experience, was mutual was a relief. After five years, I knew where I stood with Ram. I knew the truth, the good, the bad and the ugly. I had all the answers I needed except one.
    “I could never marry a murderer.”
    His expression fell. His depths darkened, clouding the light present a moment ago.
    “I could marry a man who protects himself, his countries and the citizens within them. I could marry a man who kills to protect the greater good, and that’s who I believe you are.”
    His head shot up. “What are you saying, Ari ?”
    “I’m asking which man you will be tomorrow and the next day. I’m giving you one last chance to be totally truthful.”
    “I am not the man I was twelve years ago, Ari. I serve this country now, not a terrorist, and I will never go back. I am going to kill Jorin, though.”
    “You can’t just kill someone because they hurt me, Rahmi.”
    Anger flashed in his depths. “I know. He is planning more, Ari. We have gotten word that he is planning a bomb, and it is my job to