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Wow, really? Had I not made myself clear? This wasn’t going to be a one-night stand. Easton wasn’t going to get rid of me that easily.

“This isn’t a one-night stand. It’s always been you.”

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Easton

It was like lightbulb went off in my head and my body immediately gave in. Her hands undid my belt and zipper. I had dreamt about this day for so long. Why was I scared? My heart raced and doubts started to cloud my judgement. Should I be doing this? This might not be a one-night stand, but what happened if in a week she didn’t want to see me? It could happen. No! You are not going to let your insecurities ruin this. Isla is here. Enjoy the moment. Even with the possibility it might not last.

“Do you have a condom?” she asked, and I tilted my head toward my wallet.

Fuck! This was really happening. The one woman who had always had my heart from our very first hello. Could this second chance lead me to pure happiness? The kind that was displayed on almost every tv show and movie? Sure, I’d been so focused on work, but deep down, I hoped to find someone to settle down and have a family with someday. I’d always pictured myself as a father. A dedicated father. There just hadn’t been anyone that even came close to making the cut. If I was going to settle down with someone, it had to be the right person. Someone who would be a great mother to my future children. Isla was that person.

She picked up my wallet and pulled a condom out. “Found it.” Isla rolled it over me. “Now it’s my turn to make it up to you.”

“You being here is enough. We don’t have to do this.”

Isla hiked up her dress and positioned herself over me on the couch. God, what a fucking sight she was. How did she get even more beautiful?

“I’ve been dreaming about this for a long time, Easton.”

She eased herself onto me leaving her ass in my hands. How was she still so good at reading me? It had been way too fucking long. Isla had always been great in bed, but we were much older now, and more experienced.

“I want you to sit back and let me do the work. Just admire the view.”

With that being said, I reached for the hem of her dress and dragged it up over her head. “Now that’s a view.”

Isla had always been the girl that got away, but now I had her back in my grasps. Her body melted against mine with each movement and I worshipped her every inch. All those years of wondering when I would ever see her again and now I had the chance to show her how I felt.

My hands clawed into her ass as she started to pick up the pace, chasing that high we both so desperately wanted. Fuck! I pulled her into me, wanting to come with my lips on hers. Her head thrashed back and a cry erupted from her throat.

Isla laid on my chest to catch her breath before maneuvering herself off of me and onto the couch. “I’d say we still got it, don’t you?”

“I’d fucking say so.”

This night went better than expected, but what did it mean? She still had a job to do and I couldn’t stand in the way of that. Once the consultation was done, Isla and I deserved to give us one more shot. And this time, she wasn’t chasing me away.

She snuggled against my chest and this night was coming together perfectly. We were older now, wiser, and not as naïve. We could end up absolutely wrong for each other, but we should take the chance. I couldn’t walk away from Isla after tonight without knowing without a doubt that she wasn’t the right person for me.

“You want to something funny?” I asked, moving her hair out of her eyes and pulling her chin up so she would be looking at me. “Last night… I had a dream about you. We were much older than we are now and ran into each other. And then I blinked and we were in our eighties as happy as all get out.”

A tear fell down her cheek. “That’s what I want. To find someone to grow old with and who can keep a smile on my face. As long as I’ve known you, you have always done that.”

Right now, we needed to get some rest because the night had disappeared and now it was one in the morning. As much as I could stay up all night talking to her, we both had work to do tomorrow.

“I say we move to the bed… you must be exhausted.”

I take her hand and lead her to my bedroom. She is out almost right after her head hit the pillow. That’s my girl.

Isla

I had the best dream last night. My hands stretched out to the side before I sat up. Wait? Where was I? Oh my god! It wasn’t a dream. My hands went to cover my mouth. Easton was still peacefully sleeping next to me on the bed. He had both feet peeking out of the end of the blanket. Things progressed faster than I expected last night. Going out to dinner and then coffee was no big deal, but then… The sex.

Easton always had a way to make me feel like the most beautiful woman in the room. He had always been one of those guys that women flocked to, at least when we were younger, but he never really paid attention. Back then, he was too worried about graduating with a 4.0 and getting his dream job. Until I met him. That was when things just clicked.

What happened last night complicated things. Right? We would have to talk about what this meant, but right now my ass needed to get out of her now. I needed to think about things before we had the eventual conversation. Nothing would make me happier than to be with him again, but sometimes life doesn’t allow it. Especially right now.

I reached for my phone on the nightstand and almost screamed. It was already seven in the morning. He must have worn me out. I have to be at Largen Co. in less than an hour and still somehow had to make it home, shower and change. There was no way. My ass shimmied toward the edge of the bed, trying to get off without waking him up. Hopefully he wasn’t such a light sleeper like he was in college.

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