Brandy’s POV
‘I’ll do it, I’ll be your donor,’ those few words hang between us as I stare at the hockey star in disbelieving shock for a moment thinking I must have misheard, before I start to laugh uncontrollably, because obviously I did hear what I think I heard, and he’s joking with me.
My laughter rolls around us, but Kane doesn’t join in, in fact he just stands there staring at me until my amusement dies on my lips.
‘You’re . . . you’re joking . . right?’ I ask, suddenly unsure.
Kane shakes his head firmly, ‘nope’ he replies, ‘I’m serious, if you need a donor, I’ll donate to you.’
I’m already shaking my head, ‘don’t be ridiculous’ I scoff, ‘we can’t have a baby!’
‘Why not?’ The Enforcer’s gaze holds mine stubbornly.
‘Because . . well, because we just can’t’ I reply desperately,
