Page 91 of All My Heart

Even if I wanted to savor her, I couldn't. This reunion was about reclaiming what was mine. Showing her how I felt about her. She wasn't a way to fill my time. She was everything. I loved her with all my heart.

I lavished attention on every inch of her body, reveling in the way she arched into me, begging for more. When I slid inside, she sighed in pleasure.

I wanted more sighs, whimpers, and moans. I wanted all her sounds.

This was just the beginning for us. I couldn't move as much as I wanted to, the bed was showing signs that it wasn't going to withstand much pressure. I eased inside and out, my head melting at the feel of her warmth surrounding my dick.

When she pulsed around me, I went over, crying out her name as I dropped my head to her shoulder. I slipped out and moved to the side. “You need a real bed.”

She shifted so that her head was on my shoulder and her hand on my chest. “Tomorrow.”

I wrapped an arm around her. “Food, furniture, and then we'll get to work.”

“You're going to help me with the house?”

“I know you want to do this on your own. But I'd like to help you. I enjoyed working on the cabin. It keeps me busy, and I like working with you.”

Luna chewed her lip. “I said I wanted to prove that I could do this on my own. But I enjoyed having a partner too.”

I kissed her temple, loving her with all my heart. “Together everything is better.”

“I have to agree.” Luna picked up her phone, showing me the likes and comments on the video she'd been live streaming when I knocked on her door. “I think my followers like you too.”

“We're going to have so much fun together.” This is why I'd left the military, because I knew there was something more out there for me. Initially, I thought it was rekindling my relationship with my family. Now, I knew I was meant to meet Luna.

She came to Maryland for a reason, and the fact that we stayed in neighboring cabins was fate. She was meant for me, and I'd spent the rest of my life proving that to her.

EPILOGUE

LUNA

Iwas shocked when Axel knocked on my door and declared that he wanted me. I hadn't expected him to show up, especially after what I'd overheard him saying to his father. I'd thought I'd need to get over him and move on.

In the meantime, I'd wallow in misery while I steamed the hideous wallpaper off my new wall.

The first thing we did as an official couple was to buy bedroom furniture. Then we got to work on the beach cottage. Axel was just as invested in the renovation as I was, and he didn't seem to mind me taking videos of our progress.

My followers seemed to enjoy my sunny personality in contrast to his grumpy one.

In our spare time, we went for bike rides on the paths around the island, walked on the beach, and hunted for seashells. I wanted to create something for the house that utilized the seashells we'd found.

I reveled in showing him everything I loved about the island, my favorite beach spots, and food. I loved living here, but I missed the cabin. I wanted to experience the winter weather.

We wanted to finish the flip before we took a flight to Maryland to check on his cabin and spend time with his family. I wanted to test the timeline I'd outlined for the renovation. Could I come in on time, or had I misjudged how long everything would take?

I knew it would take some time to get into a rhythm and figure out the right moves. That only came with experience.

Tonight, Axel was meeting my family for the first time. We decided not to do that on Christmas. I wanted time with him without my family's interference.

I was worried he'd be overwhelmed being introduced to everyone at once, but there was no way around it. My family was close.

I drove to my parents' house that was located on the water. It had a large wraparound porch with a green slate roof, palm trees flanked the wide steps, and the second-floor dormers gave it a Cape Cod feel.

“This is nice,” Axel said as we got out of my car and walked toward the steps to the porch.

“We probably could have moved to a larger home on the ocean at some point, but Mom and Dad wanted to stay with the house they bought when they got married. They felt like there were too many memories here of us growing up.”

Axel squeezed my hand. “I like that.”

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