Page 52 of It Just Feels Right

Looking at him, I know I need to be brave. I move closer to him, and he reaches for my hand. His touch gives me the confidence to say what I need to say. “I’m going to tell you something, and I want you to know that you don’t have to say anything. I just need to let you know.”

He tenses and looks at me apprehensively, but I continue. “I love you, Baker. I know I said that we shouldn’t do this and nothing could come of us, but I fell for you. Every day of these last few weeks you’ve shown me how it feels to be loved, cherished, and taken care of. I don’t want to lose what we have and—”

His voice is husky as he cuts me off. “You love me?”

I bring my hand up and cup his jaw. “How could I not, Baker? You’re the one that showed me what love is.”

He brings his forehead to mine, and I can hear the emotion in his voice. “Fuck, I love you. I love you so much.”

I gasp, and he pulls back to look at me with his soulful brown eyes. “How did you not know, Cass? From the moment I met you, I knew.”

He claims my lips and crushes me to him. I kiss him, putting every ounce of love I feel for him into it.

He groans, and I jerk back. “Your shoulder.”

His gaze is intense as he stares at me. “Not my shoulder. Woman, you’ve lain next to me in bed for a week, snuggled up to me, and I need you.”

I shake my head, looking at his injury with concern. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

He’s about to argue with me when I pull from his hold and stand up. “That means you’re just going to have to sit there and let me take care of you.”

I go to my knees on the floor in front of him and reach for the button of his pants. His hand goes to mine to stop me. “I want to be inside you.”

I smirk. “I can arrange that.”

“And…” he starts.

I slowly unbutton his jeans and lower the zipper. I motion for him to raise up so I can pull his pants down, but he’s not budging. “And you’re moving in here with me.”

My eyes fly to his. “You want me to move in here… with you?”

He laughs. “Yeah. I want you with me, Cass. I want to spend every day with you, showing you what real love feels like.”

My mind starts to whirl, and my past insecurities come to a head. “What if—”

He leans forward. “What if we live happily ever after?”

A soft gasp escapes me. “I want that so bad. I want you to be mine forever.”

He cups my cheeks. “I’m yours, Cass, and I always will be.”

“Yes,” I say with a startled gasp. For the first time in a long time, I’m going after what I want. “Yes, I’ll move in with you.”

I raise up so I can reach his lips, and we kiss again. When I pull back, the bulge of his manhood is standing erect between us. I cup him through his jeans, and he groans. “We can talk later about the ring and all the babies we’re going to have.”

“Ring! Babies!” I exclaim.

He laughs and finally raises up so I can pull his pants down. He wraps his hand around his length and pumps himself. It’s hard to concentrate with him doing that right in my face. “I want it all with you, Cass. I want everything.”

With love shining in my eyes, I have to agree. “Me too.”

I wrap my hand around his girth and look into his eyes. “This just feels right, Baker. Everything with you feels right.”

He threads his fingers through my hair, pushing it off my face. “Damn right it does, baby.”

EPILOGUE

CASSIE

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