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“That’s good.” I kiss her and take the time to memorize her taste for the millionth time.

When I pull away from her, the satisfied smile on her face is all I’ve ever wanted to see.

“My family will storm the house tomorrow. Some of the women will come to fill the fridge with the meals they have prepared. Aleksandr will be passed around like a sack of potatoes.”

She gives me a playful glare. “You mean the cutest sack of potatoes ever.”

“Of course.” I chuckle and kiss the corner of her mouth. It’s going to be a long six weeks of not being able to worship her body, but I’m going to make the most of it and take a little time off work to bond deeper with my family.

“You know,” she says in a teasing tone as she strokes my chest with her hands. “I’m starting to think you're getting a little too soft for me, Leon.”

Growling, I nibble at her earlobe. Just a little tease I know she likes. “If the doctor gives you the all clear, I’ll be so hard you’ll have to ride me for a week to soften me up.”

She laughs, head tilting back and eyes shining with mischief. “Well, nobody said that I couldn’t suck your cock while I’m healing.”

“Not tonight.” I kiss her again, tongue tracing her lips until she gasps.

“Are you sure?” Lust shines in her eyes.

I pull her closer, kissing the top of her head. “I’m sure. I just want to spend this time soaking up every moment of our lives together.”

“You’re going to have so many nights to soak up with us.”

“And they’re all going to be perfect.”

Natalie was thrilled when I told her that I was reducing my working hours for a few months and that Boris would take care of some of my business.

Even now, her gaze reminds me that I should slow down a bit more—even when there’s a war brewing—and spend time loving my wife and son.

For months, I have wished to be the source of her happiness, and now I feel that I finally am.

Natalie rests her head on my chest. “I came to New York to discover who I am and thought that was impossible. Then I found something even better.”

“Oh?” I ask, gently dipping her low before pulling her back to me. “And what might that be?”

She smirks, turns away from me, crawls back into bed, and snuggles into the silky sheets. “I've found you.”

Epilogue - Natalie

One year later

Leon’s fingers drum against the steering wheel as he drives us down the winding road that leads back home.

I pluck at the loose threads of my black flapper dress. The costume I wore to a charity event is still as uncomfortable as it was when I put it on earlier.

I glance at my husband and smile at the sight of him in a pinstripe suit. He looks just as handsome as the day we met. The devilish smile he gives me when he stops at a red light sends a rush of heat through my body.

I’ve been thinking about the moment we would get home all night.

Leon takes my hand and kisses it before letting it go. “You're looking at me like you’ve got something devious on your mind.”

I put my hand on his thigh and shrug nonchalantly as the traffic light turns green. “You know, I once heard of a game where a woman squeezes a man’s cock while he's driving to control how fast he goes.”

His nostrils flare, breath hitching as I run my hand closer to the bulge that’s pressing against his zipper.

“You’re playing a dangerous game, Natalie.”

“And look at where it’s gotten me over the last year,” I smirk, reaching for the zipper on his slacks and pulling it down.

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