Luna Langley lowered her head and let out a soft laugh. When she looked up again, her gaze had grown intense.
"So, can we?"
Silas Lockwood's fiery kiss was his answer.
He moved toward her so quickly that Luna Langley couldn't even get a clear look at his face before her lips were captured.
They made their way upstairs, kissing as they went, their clothes scattering across the floor.
As they tumbled onto the master bedroom's large bed, Silas Lockwood instinctively reached for the nightstand drawer. When his fingers touched the box of condoms, a scene from the orphanage earlier that day suddenly flashed through his mind—Luna Langley standing with the children.
'If we had a child, they would be so cute.'
The thought came and went in a flash, leaving Silas Lockwood completely stunned.
'I'm actually thinking about having a baby... I must be crazy.'
"Are you out?" Seeing him hesitate, Luna Langley leaned over to look.
"No."
"Then what's wrong?"
"It's nothing."
