Page 10 of The Mountain Merman's Curvy Bride

He turns and looks at me with eyes full of regret.

“What you did was not OK. That’s not something I will ever tolerate. Gary is the last toxic man I will ever share a life with, OK?”

“OK, yes, definitely. I am better than the man I was yesterday. And you sure as hell deserve the best I can offer.”

“What is that exactly? The best you can offer?”

Lachlan walks over to me and brushes a stray strand of hair behind my ear.

“First of all, I will trust you and always assume best intentions. I will love and support you. Hell, I would even move off the mountain if it meant being with you.”

A small gasp leaves my lips and I shake my head.

“I would never in a million years ask you to do such a thing. It’s only a half hour to my shop.”

Lachlan smiles at me.

“I don’t think I could love you more but I also know I will love you more each and every day. Paige, you’re the one for me. Even if you reject my love, I will never get over it.”

I wrap my arms around his middle and pull him closer.

“You keep mentioning this love word.”

“I love you, Paige Solberg. Now and forever.”

I go up on my tiptoes, our noses almost touching.

“I love you too, Lachlan Atwater. Now and forever.”

His hand reaches behind my head and our mouths meet. The kiss is long and deep and his hand fists the back of my hair. I press my body against him and feel his arousal.

“What time do you open?”

“Not for another half hour, lock the door,” I purr as I let my panties fall to the floor.

When he walks back to me I unzip him, yank his jeans down, while leading him to a chair against the wall. I hike my skirt up and straddle him on the chair. This time I do not tease. I slide him right in. I ride his cock hard as he throws off my t-shirt. He pinches my nipples hard through the lace of my bra and buries his face into my cleavage. We come undone together in a sweaty, happy mess.

Chapter 7

Lachlan

“I have no idea what I should wear.”

Paige stands in front of her closet, wearing just a silk slip, frantically looking through her dresses. I watch her, amused, sitting on the edge of her bed.

“Boo, it truly doesn’t matter. Murphy and Mair are just excited to meet you.”

“Prince Murphy. Princess Mair. How soon you forget.”

I laugh and pull her onto my lap.

“My beautiful Paige, they’re just people. Well, merpeople, whatever. And I think they’re more concerned about impressing my human girlfriend than anything else.”

Paige rolls her eyes and laughs.

“OK, fine, but I still need a dress that will go with the air mask I have to wear. I guess I should go the classic route. Little black dress it is.”

“Good choice. That will look good on the floor later tonight.”

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