Chapter 55

It would be so easy to fall into his arms, and let whatever was going to happen between them simply happen. But she’d never had the luxury of wearing rose-colored glasses. Alyssa needed to know why Luc had married her. Asking why had gotten her nowhere. If she wanted to know if he’d married her simply for the baby or the sex, she had to change tactics.

“A lot on my mind,” she answered finally.

“Yesterday was a big day.”

She nodded. “Getting married is huge, and we really haven’t known each other long. I mean, we’ve spent, maybe, five days together total.”

Luc brushed the hair back from her face. “It doesn’t sound like a lot, but . . . somehow, between us, it is.”

Alyssa understood exactly what he meant. Every moment had been full of discovery and gravity, bringing them together when they were at their best, pitting their tempers against each other when they were at their worst.

“I need—” God, her stomach revolted, and it had nothing to do with pre