Two days later, in the morning, we sit in the Eden school assembly hall and listen to Bright's welcoming speech. More precisely, I listen, and my husband shamelessly stares at my knees. I put on a midi skirt on purpose, but it seems that Lewis does not care. Every now and then, out of the corner of my eye, I see him trying to stroke my knee. Lord, there are children! And not only ours.

Sunny Mia, sit between mom and dad, otherwise he ll start squeezing her right here, Christian asks.

Mia sits down between Lewis and me with an innocent expression, and I see Prothero's displeased look. I smile and calmly look ahead. No matter how much I was drawn to him, people are here and we must keep emotions under control.

Finally, the names of our children are called and they go to their classmates. Prothero moves towards me and strokes my knee. God, he's so spoiled...

Leaving the children to get acquainted with the school and classmates, we go home. Lewis is silent and feignedly angry.

Don t be angry, there were people there, I begin to justify myself. Prothero rolls his eyes like a schoolboy and smiles imperceptibly.

As we walk home, the sky above us darkens and gets colder. Suddenly it starts to rain. Of course, we did not take umbrellas. I press close to Prothero, and he, taking off his cloak, covers us with it. Laughing, we run through the streets, and I feel so young and carefree.

Here we are on the threshold of our house and Lewis removes the raincoat from my head. I laugh and we enter the apartment.

"Ana," Prothero whispers, and reaches for my lips. I kiss and hug him. But only for a moment.

Sorry, I have to work, I whisper and go to my room.

It's morning already, Elliot notes. The four of us sit at the table and have breakfast. Lewis, after I rejected him, left in an unknown direction and never showed up. Involuntarily I start to worry about him. Is everything okay with him?

I take my cell phone and dial his number. There are long monotonous beeps, but he does not answer. What's happened? I am tormented by the worst forebodings.

- Mom. Christian puts a hand on my shoulder. Go with you on the search?

No, darlings, get ready for school, I ll figure it out myself, I nod to the children. They eat up and follow my instructions.

I, having finished breakfast, quickly get ready and, shouting to them that I was leaving, I head to the Merry Owl. It's the only place my unlucky husband can be.

I enter the Owl, go upstairs and here I am at Prothero's office.

Why didn't you sleep at home? I ask as I enter the office. Prothero in a strict black suit and gold glasses looks at me accusingly.

Why should I be where I'm not appreciated? he murmurs.

What?

- I appreciate you. I go up to him and look into his eyes. The kids love you. I love you.

- I would love ... I would let me closer. But you ... a spy, a mother, a protector and never just a woman and a lover! Lewis growls. - I want you. I want from our first meeting, but you always find excuses and excuses for not giving me.

You can fuck anyone, I protest. - And I

What are you afraid of, Steele? What? shouts Prothero.

He realized that my biggest fear was getting attached to him and losing him. He can die protecting us. And this thought haunts me.

Losing you, I whisper.

Prothero softens and walks over to me. A moment - and he hugs me. She looks into her eyes and covers her face with kisses. I lean in and kiss back...

"I'm tenacious, Steele," he murmurs, kissing her on the lips. And I won t leave you for anything. You are all I have. I just want to feel loved and desired. You.

His eyes burn through He really wants this I swallow. Pay or play, Steele. This is the moment of truth for us. I will either refuse him and lose him, or I will let him into my heart and body, and we will get even closer.

To be honest, I want him too. This amazing man touched something in me and changed me. Often in dreams I saw how we make love with him.

Yes, I whisper. - I want it too.