Scarlett
I was angry.
No, that’d be wrong. I wasn’t just angry, I was fûcking furious. So much so that I wanted to grab him and punch him in the face. The fûcking arsehole. His brothers have kids, and not just one or two, but three sons each and then another one was soon to be married if what he said was to be believed. But he wants to keep me for life without giving me what I wanted. And Fûck yes, I wanted kids. I don’t know why, call it my own kind of crazy, but I wanted his kids with a fervor that I couldn’t explain. I wanted him bound to me as much as my heart was now tangled in him. And I knew… I knew that the kind of man Alex was, the devotion and care he carried for his family in his eyes, so visibly tangible when he talks about his brothers or anyone in the family, he’d be the be
