Chapter 39

“We could have a door drilled to connect with my boudoir, and there's a small room next door where the nanny could stay.”

“But you'll never have any peace” Ian says.

“Yes, I will. The nurse will be there, and my boudoir separates my bedroom from this room.”

“Well, as you wish.”

He'd agreed so quickly that Eden was stunned she expected she would have to argue a bit more about it.

“But wait until the pregnancy is official before you start drilling holes in the wall.”

“Of course, of course! Thank you, Ian”

In response, Ian made a vague gesture, and for a moment, Eden thought she saw shame in his eyes. 

A second later, the strange glint had already disappeared. Her alpha was so good at hiding his emotions!

Ian had such spontaneity and vivacity about her that Eden wondered if she was still at home in high society. Eden imagined him naked to the waist, boxing or parrying a foil attack, and swallowed hard.

“I have to go,” Ian