When Talia calmed down, Damon kissed each of her cheeks.
"Don't cry, kitten. It might harm our baby."
Talia sniffled. "It can?"
"I'm sure she is listening and thinking I'm bullying you. That counts as emotional damage."
Talia was amused that Damon spoke about their baby as a 'she'. "Are you afraid that your son will think badly of you?"
"Daughter," Damon corrected Talia. "I want her to know I would never hurt her mother." He leaned lower and spoke into Talia's belly. "I won't allow anyone to put a finger on you. I will spoil you so that you know not to accept a man who will do less."
Talia felt him pressing his face into her stomach, and he mumbled something she didn't understand, but she knew that Damon was making promises about keeping them safe, and there were some kisses in there as well.
Talia's insides melted due to emotions that swelled within her, and she felt her eyes prickling again.
