#Chapter216

Sebastian"s POV

Creeping out of her bedroom wasn"t on my list of things to do. I watched as she slept peacefully, loose strands of hair covering almost a quarter of her face, her chest rose and fell with every breath she took and she made soft snoring sounds.

My hand landed gently to her stomach as the imagination of having a bouncing baby with her. I didn"t care if it was going to be a boy or a girl, as long as it"s with Emily. Hell, at one point, I didn"t care if I was going to be the father. I would have adopted him or her and be...