She hoped so.
Aly was banking on that.
All she wanted was one person to be hers for the rest of her life. She wanted what her sister found in Heath, and Greyson found in Emma.
Aly wanted that love of a lifetime.
“I want to make love to you all night long,” he whispered, being honest. “I want to make love to you for the rest of my life, Aly.”
Her heart skipped.
God.
That sounded exactly like the best way to spend the rest of her existence.
With.
This.
Man.
He gave her a hope that she never had before him, and she wanted to believe he’d deliver.
“Please,” she whispered.
That was all he had to hear.
He began the trek south, and when he gently laid her back on the bed, she opened for him.
Aly let him in because she didn’t want to be afraid or without him.
She had to put her faith in him.
With Ajax, she felt safe, and that was something she’d never felt before with anyone.
The day she saw him, she knew.
Yeah...
They would be perfect.
She’d bet on it.
They were made to be together, and she was going to enjoy the journey with him.
Maybe she was worthy.
Maybe she was meant to be his wife.
As he moved across her flesh, she felt every single emotion. There was happiness, joy, and sadness that she’d pushed him away.
Now, she’d make amends.
There was one feeling that he always gave her, and she had never realized how important it was.
She.
Was.