Page 76 of Worth the Wait

I wasn’t sure what to do. Run to her? Kiss her senseless? Fuck her in the bridal suite?

“Hey.”

She took a forward step, closing the space between us.

“What are you doing here? Is your dad okay?”

Her head nodded as she took another step. “Yeah, Patrick. My dad’s fine.”

I swallowed, my throat thickening with each passing second as my mind raced with questions and hopeful responses.

“Addi.” I said her name like a plea. Like the very breath I needed to keep existing.

Another step. She was inches from me now.

“Why are you here?” I asked for the third time.

“I’m here for you, you big dummy.” Her voice was playful, but I didn’t trust that my ears had heard her correctly.

“For me?”

She smiled. It was the kind that crinkled her eyes. The one I loved. The one I had memorized. The one that meant she was genuinely happy.

“Yeah. For you. I don’t want to waste any more time, being away from you. I don’t want to hate where I live because you’re not there. I want to live in Sugar Mountain, where my heart has always been. With the man I love, if he’ll have me.” She said the words like she’d practiced them on the flight over. And honestly, she probably had.

“As if I’d ever let you go,” I said before closing the space completely, taking her in my arms and claiming her once more.

This time, there would be no more goodbyes. No more life apart. Only together. Like we were always supposed to be.

Addi moaned, and my dick was rock hard. Her hand roamed down my body, stopping once she reached my jeans and caressing the bulge there. I moved my hips against her palm, liking the way it felt, wanting more of it.

“Baby, I’m going to fuck you right here if you don’t stop,” I warned.

“I dare you,” she said with a grin as her tongue pressed against mine, our kisses frantic and messy.

I reached for her hand, intertwined our fingers, and pulled her up a set of stairs to one of the bridal suites. The windows were uncovered, and the view of the mountains filled the entire frame. I heard Addi’s breath catch, but when I reached for her chin and tipped it in my direction, her eyes focused solely on me.

“Only right that we’re the ones who christen the space, don’t you think?” I asked, and she licked her lips as she nodded. So agreeable.

I peeled off her clothes, tossing them without care to the ground before removing my own and doing the same. She stood there, staring at me, like she hadn’t just seen me naked a couple of weeks ago. But instinctively, I understood. Because this was different.

This wasn’t temporary. This wasn’t us ending. This was our second chance. The start of our forever.

“Need you to lie down, love. I want to look at you while I make love to you, memorize every face you make,” I directed, pointing at the plush carpeting.

“You’ve gotten bossy in your old age,” she said, but still did as I’d asked.

I had known that she would.

“Going to make love to you like I’m never letting go, baby. Like my world stops and starts with you.”

“No take-backs.”

“Never.”

“I love you, Addi.”

“I love you too, Patrick.”

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