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Griffin collapses, his head landing on my knee moments after he covers my chest with his cum.

“Fuck, Baby Girl. How are you so perfect?”

Cole disappears into the kitchen while I’m still trying to catch my breath. I’m too tired to examine what just happened.

Instead, I let the warm, tingling feeling fill my heavy limbs.

Griffin’s tracing small, calming circles as he brushes my hair back, helping me calm enough to catch my breath.

Cole returns with a wet washcloth and cleans me in gentle strokes, taking extra care around my sensitive clit. My blinks slow as sleep takes me over, the events of today exhausting me.

I’ll think about all this tomorrow. For tonight, I lean on Cole as he lifts me into his arms and brings me to our room, lowering me to the bed. He ditches the rest of his clothes, climbing into bed beside me and tugging me close in his arms.

He kisses my temple, pushing my hair behind my ear. “I love you so fucking much.”

His words swirl around my heart, filling it until it feels like it’ll burst. After so long of feeling unlovable, this man has worked his way through my broken chest and put it back together, piece by piece.

Tears pool at the corner of my eyes, and my voice wavers.

“I love you too.”

Chapter 12

Eve

“Time to get up,”Cole says as he presses a kiss to my temple.

I roll over, lifting the covers over my head. I’m still tired from yesterday, and I don’t want to face what we did in the light of day. What if I read Cole wrong? What if he felt pressured into doing it? What if he’s actually mad at me?

He wraps me in his arms, squeezing me. “We have a fun day planned.”

Some of my worries ease out of me with his touch, and I peel the cover back to reveal my face. “What kind of thing?”

“The fun kind. Come on. Dress warm. I double promise you’re going to like it.”

I groan, still sore from yesterday. “It’s not skiing again, is it?”

Cole laughs, the vibration traveling through me. “Something even better.”

“Fine. But I reserve the right to back out.” My stomach growls, and my cheeks heat.

“Food first. Got it,” he smirks.

I push him off me. “Shower first.”

His eyes darken as if he’s remembering exactly what we did yesterday.

“Can I join you?”

“Not a freaking chance.”

I take a while to shower and blow-dry my hair. My chest tightens at the idea that they’re out there waiting for me. I’ve been told my entire life I’m nothing but a nuisance, and the thought they may feel the same has me rushing through getting ready.

The thoughts are wiped away by giddiness.

Cole loves me.

Feeling a little more confident, I dress in leggings and a long-sleeve shirt, pulling on thick wool socks. A quick glance in the mirror has me freezing in place. Normally I’d be self-conscious about how I look, with every curve and roll revealed, but somehow, after last night, I’ve gained a little more confidence.

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