Zane's question left me puzzled. I couldn't help but ask back, "Why would I mind?"
Zane understood that if a woman truly loved a man, she would naturally develop a sense of possessiveness toward him. My indifference signified that I didn't love him—not yet.
Though disappointed, Zane reminded himself not to rush things. He smiled faintly, "You're right."
…
After dropping Suzy off at her home and ensuring Liam wasn't lurking nearby, Zane and I finally drove away.
When we got home, Willow rushed into my arms the moment she saw me. "Mommy!"
I bent down and scooped her up. "What's up?"
Her tiny face pressed against my shoulder as she excitedly said, "Do you remember the goal I set in front of you before?"
"You said you'd be able to communicate with people other than me and Daddy within a month."
"That's right! And look! It hasn't even been a month, and I've already achieved it." Willow looked at me, her eyes sparkling. "I'm so amazing, right? Don't I deserve a reward?"
She truly was remarkable—setting goals and working diligently toward them step by step.
"What reward would you like?" I asked softly.
Willow leaned closer and whispered, "Mommy hasn't slept with me for a long time. Can you sleep in my room with me tonight?"
How could I refuse such a heartfelt request? "Of course."
"Yay!" Willow wriggled out of my arms and dashed upstairs.
I followed her up the stairs and, remembering something, turned back to Zane in the living room. "I'm going to sleep with Willow tonight."
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