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“I fully agree with you,” I say.

“To family,” Callan says, holding up his glass again.

“To family,” Blaze and I say.

We sit down. I have a lot of planning to do, but I’m not feeling so rushed now. I want to do this right. I want to make sure Sia knows who I am, knows I love her, and knows we’re meant to be together for all of time and eternity. We continue to talk, to laugh, and to plan. Being with my brothers only strengthens my resolve. It’s going to be fine. Tomorrow will be a brand-new day of beginnings, and it will keep getting better with each new day.

Chapter Twenty-Six

Sia

I toss and turn all night, my mind racing with everything Zach’s ever said to me. I think about our time nine years ago. I fell in love with him then, but I think it was because he was my first and only, and because of the excitement of it all. We shared things with each other, but not enough. And then he was gone.

But it’s been different since we’ve met up again. He’s been open, and he’s let me know again and again how much he wants me. We’ve both changed a lot since then. He’s told me how serious he is since our time in Seaville. I’ve been the one putting a wall between us. I’ve been the one too afraid to move forward. Why? I love him, more now than ever before. We’re having a baby together, but this only makes me love him more.

All he’s shown me since being together is how much he wants us to last. He’s offered forever, and I didn’t believe him. I can either be all in or all out... and I’m tired of running. I want him, and can’t imagine ever feeling something like this for another man. So to keep denying him is also hurting me. I’m done with it.

With my mind made up, I climb from bed and quickly get dressed. I say goodbye to Nikki who beams at me, then rush from our apartment. Now that my mind’s made up, I don’t want to wait another single minute. I don’t want to give myself time to have doubts.

I drive to his house which feels like an eternity, but finally arrive nearly an hour later and ring the doorbell, my heart pounding, my skin flushed and hot. Zach opens the door, and the joy on his face is my final answer. This is what he wants. This is what I want. It can’t be wrong.

He doesn’t say a word, just pulls me into his arms and hugs me, and I finally feel like I’m home. This is exactly where I belong. It doesn’t mean there won’t be bumps in the road, it just means that we’re going to take the journey together with no fear, no regrets, and no thoughts of running away.

“I’m so glad you’re here,” he says as he pulls me inside and shuts the door. He pulls back and I see love and hope mingling in his eyes.

My eyes fill with tears before I lean in and kiss him deeply, pouring all of my love into the gesture. He kisses me back for long moments before finally letting me go, pulling back to look in my eyes again. He needs answers. I understand.

“I’m choosing love over fear,” I tell him, my voice choking. The joy radiating from him fills me with gratitude. Why have I been so foolish? We could’ve felt this unfettered love for so much longer if I would’ve chosen to tear down my walls sooner. I won’t kick myself over this, though. That’s the past. We’re moving forward one step at a time now.

“I’m so glad, Sia, so very glad. You’re all I want,” he tells me, sincerity ringing out from him. His voice is thick with emotion to match my own. How have I been so foolish as to try to push him away from me?

“I’ve been so scared because I feel so much for you and feared having my heart broken. I finally realize that it’s so much more broken without you. If you want me, I need to be with you, because I won’t ever be able to feel about anyone else how I feel about you.” For some reason I’m still a little afraid to tell him I love him. I don’t know why. It’s the last hurdle I need to break. I will do it. I can do it. With the way he’s looking at me, I feel comforted, feel protected.

“We were only apart for a few days but I’ve missed you. I’ve felt like a piece of myself was missing. We’re meant to be together, and not only for the baby. That’s a blessed bonus in our lives. It’s you I want, you, and you alone. The rest is all a bonus,” he says. “Let’s be a real family.”

“Yes, Zach, I want this too.” I’m desperate for his touch, desperate to show him how much I love him. Words can only go so far, but actions reveal who we truly are.

He leans down and kisses me again, and I’m consumed by him. I give back just as much as he’s giving me. He breaks away only long enough to pick me up, then carries me snuggled against his chest through the huge house. He steps into his bedroom and gently stands me on the floor. I kiss him again before I step back.

I feel good today, really good. The baby is staying calm, and love is bursting from every pore of my body. I want to show him my love. Maybe, just maybe, then I’ll be able to say the words that are so desperately trying to escape me.

Zach reaches for me, but I shake my head as I give him a teasing smile. I push him to the corner chair. He falls into it as I take a few steps back and reach for the hem of my shirt. I’m confident as his eyes blaze to life, watching my slow movements.

Tossing my shirt aside, I reach for the front clasp of my bra, slowly revealing my breasts to him. He holds onto the arms of the chairs, his fingers white. I smile, knowing it takes all of his strength to sit where he is while I tease him. I love him even more for allowing me this.

I pull off my bra and lean my head back as I hold my breasts, rubbing across my nipples and groaning as I look at him. His eyes burn with desire. He rises but I shake my head. He’s shaking as he obediently stays in his seat. I love turning him on, love having this control.

I walk to him. “Keep your hands planted on the chair,” I command. Now, that I’m where I want to be, I’m all in. I want to surprise him for the rest of our lives, want to be everything he needs me to be, just like I know he’ll be everything I need him to be.

I drop to my knees, my breasts swaying as I take hold of Zach’s zipper and slowly bring it down. I reach inside and pull out his thick, rigid dick, my mouth watering at the sight.

“Beautiful, Zach, absolute perfection. Thick, hard, and mine,” I whisper. I lean forward and take him into my mouth. I love his taste, love how he feels in my hands and mouth. I could dine on him and nothing else.

He groans as I suck him deep. Then he reaches for me and I pull back, give him a wicked smile, then get back to my feet. He growls at me, making me chuckle.

“You only have moments left in this game,” he warns.

Wetness burns me as I ache to feel his hands on me. I’m making him lose control, and nothing has ever felt better. I take a few steps back and shimmy out of my pants, taking my panties with them. I kick them off and stand before him naked . . . raw . . . open, letting him know I’m all in. My hands run over my breasts again, my nipples aching at the featherlight touch.

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