Page 116 of The Firefighter's Fate

“I’m all done.”

I beckon her to sit in my lap again.

“So,” I whisper. “What’s the plan for you, then? What are you going to do next now that you’re out of the hospital?”

Ember shakes her head.

“I honestly don’t know. I’ve always had my future planned. This has been the one time when I can stop and consider what I do next. This is the one time in my whole entire life where I don’t have a plan.”

“How about we plan a future together?” I suggest.

Ember looks me deep in the eye.

“Our lives are going to be difficult to reconcile,” she remarks. “You are a firefighter, and I am a journalist. They’re pretty damn far apart. I don’t lead a normal life.”

“Neither do I, Ember.”

“Are we even able to plan a future together?”

“I don’t know, but we can try.”

She nods.

“Then let’s be abnormal together,” she says.

And I smile.

“That’s the most romantic thing I have ever heard,” I say before I kiss her.

60

CONNOR

We make love.

Passionate love.

The kind of love that makes you feel completely connected.

We lock eyes. We don’t break contact. We stare at each other as I make love to her and to her soul.

We don’t stop.

We can’t stop.

We love each other, and that’s evident by the way we watch each other’s eyes silently as we fuck.

And she moans.

And I moan.

She feels so soft. So malleable. So... mine.

And then, finally, I give myself permission to release.

And so does she.

And we continue to stare at each other as we reach the point of completion.

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