Her Asian Billionaire: A BWAM Pregnancy Love Story by BWWM Club, Mary Peart

she spilled the rice on the
table. He bit back a smile at her look of determination as she tried
again, this time she got some in her mouth and she never stopped
trying until she got it.
    "What
do you think of that?" she exclaimed in triumph as if she had
mastered some impossible feat.
    "I
think you’re a natural," he told her indulgently.
    "Damn
straight!" she told him pointing the sticks in his direction. "I
think I will be eating with these babies from now on."
    She
helped with the washing up when they had finished eating, even though
he protested against it but she insisted and he reluctantly allowed
her to dry. She told him about her day at the restaurant and even
told him about the episode in the bathroom.
    "I
wished you had called me," he looked at her in concern.
    "What
would you have done?" she asked him in amusement. "Run over
and hold my head?"
    "Yes,"
he told her seriously. "I want to be there for everything you go
through Rosa."
    She
stared at him and saw the intensity of his expression and realized he
wanted to show her he would not let her go through being pregnant by
herself, Rosa felt a warm glow circle her heart and cringed at what
she had to say to him later on.
    *****
    "My
mom and dad brought me up to believe in family," Rosa began.
They were in the living room, Rosa had taken a shower and was in one
of his T shirt, he had also given her some socks to put on because
her feet felt cold. "Mama always said that when it comes right
down to it, family is all that matters in the long run."
    "What
are you saying?" he had a feeling he knew what she was coming up
with and he felt his heart staring to beat fast.
    "Your
mom and dad are your family John and I cannot, will not, be the one
to come between a family, your family," she told him, determined
to keep the emotion out of her voice.
    He moved
away from her and Rosa watched with a sinking heart as he went over
to the mantel. The fire was blazing in the hearth and it reflected on
his face, showing his features in stark relief.
    He was
quiet for so long that Rosa wondered what he was thinking.
    “Marry
me,” he said abruptly, pushing away from the mantel where he
had been staring at the red glow of the fire as if seeking guidance
there.
    "What?"
Rosa gave him a startled look.
    "Don't
look so surprise Rosa," he gave a rueful laugh. "You knew
that was coming. I have been leading up to this from the second time
I met you and even though I have told you over and over that I love
you, you have not said it back to me."
    "I
won't be responsible for coming between you and your family John,"
she told him stubbornly, even though her heart clung to a little hope
inside her. He had asked her to marry him.
    "You
are my family, dammit!" he told her tersely, coming to stand in
front of her. "You and my baby.” He placed a hand on her
stomach. ”You are my family and I have lived without my parents
for a long time now. I could not wait to get out of there. I cannot
say the same about you and our child. If I have to stand on the
street and sell whatever it is I have to sell or if I have to go and
work in some corporate company then so be it, whatever it takes. I am
not letting you go. If you are not sure about being my wife then I
will still be here by your side but I am not leaving."
    "I
don't want you to resent me when you wake up and realize what you
have given up because of me John,” she told him tremulously,
her hands clasping his face as she looked up at him. His words had
managed to weaken her and she was almost ready to believe that it
would work out.
    "The
only way I will resent you is if you give up on me, on us," he
told her grimly, holding her hands against his face as he looked into
her eyes. "Let me love you Rosa, let me show you what incredible
mind blowing love can be, the love I have for you and the baby we
made together. Feel this," he took her hand and held it against
his erection and Rosa cupped it, her hand trembling. "You have
the power to make me ache