Was she in heat?

Is that why she smelled differently?

Could it be?

Torrent released his hold on her slightly. “Why did you just tense up?”

Oh shit! What did she say to that? She wasn’t completely sure she wanted a baby, and she didn’t want him to get his hopes up. She was still young. There was time. She would only be really sure when the time came, when her body finally decided to pop an egg. Arghhh! What was wrong with her?

“Is everything okay?” His voice was laced with concern.

“Yeah.” She tried to sound relaxed because she was relaxed. Why was she even over thinking this? “Great,” she added.

“Mmmmmm.” Another deep rumble. “Why don’t I believe you?” He pulled away, making space so that she could turn.

He raised his brows as she turned to face him. “Out with it. What’s up?”

She shook her head. “It’s nothing.” Less than nothing.

“I can see that something is going on inside that head of yours. I would like it very much if you told me what it was. Even if it is nothing.”

She huffed out a breath. “Fine, but it’s not a big deal, just something that jumped into my head.”

“Okay.” He smiled but quickly turned serious.

“I was just wondering just now… you know…” She paused for a second to gather her thoughts.

“Yeah?” He prompted.

Okay, maybe she paused for longer than one second but who was counting. “I was just wondering when you told me that I scented of heaven if, well, if…” Another pause.

“If”—his jaw clenched— “you were in heat.” He said, his eyes dipped down and his lashes fanned his cheeks.

She could see by his reaction that he hadn’t said it for that reason. “Don’t worry about it though. It’s not important. It just popped into my mind. You asked why I tensed up.” She was talking too much. Talking too quickly. “You asked and I told you, but…”

His gaze lifted and her words dried up.

His beautiful pale gaze held hers. “Don’t try and pretend it’s not important. I can see it is.” He cupped her cheek in his big hand. “Don’t pretend with me.”

“Okay.” She pulled a face. “I guess I do care. I don’t know why though. We talked about this. I don’t even want kids yet… I want them”—she quickly added— “just not right now.”

His eyes glinted and the corners of his mouth gave a momentary lift. “You’re still worried?”

She nodded. “Yes, I guess I am. I can ovulate. I must have or I wouldn’t be here, so what’s wrong with me? I want children, more so now that I met you. I want us to be a family one day.”

“Firstly, we’re already a family and secondly”—he kissed her— “I want kids too. Lots of them.”