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Emotions swamped him and all he could do was press his face against her neck and breathed in her scent.

“I don’t know how I survived this long without you.” He could afford to be vulnerable – naked – without pride – open before her and he did not care. Lifting his head, he cupped her face, his own eyes bright.

“My love, my heart.” His mouth took hers again. She was not surprised that he was ready for her. Covering her body with his, he drove into her, sighing into her mouth as she wrapped slender legs and took him all the way in.

Later, much later after she had tumbled into an exhausted slumber, her face buried in his chest, he was still wide awake, a smile wreathing his lips. His arms were possessively lockedaround her waist, one thigh covering both of hers as if hindering her from slipping out of his arms.

His heart was full, his body languid, sated for now. The scent of her filled his nostrils, consumed him. Her skin was lightly moist, her nipples branding his chest. His woman, his wife, he thought whimsically.

He had no idea how he had gotten to this point – a point he had never envisioned. But he was so grateful that he who had stopped believing prayers and miracles, sent one up silently.

Chapter 15

He was true to his word and hired a wedding planner the very next day. He also enlisted the aid of his assistant to deal with the finer details.

After that night, they had drawn closer to each other. He had suggested taking the next day off and she had eagerly agreed. They had spent most of the morning in bed, making plans and making love. Afterwards, they had gone out for breakfast.

“Are you sure you can take the day off?” She asked him and he had given her a look reminding her that he was the boss.

They argued over how many people to invite.

“I want a splash, not a circus,” he reminded her.

“I want to invite most of the women I have been working with,” she argued. “Leesa, Kelly, and the rest. And of course, their husbands.”

He stared at her with lifted brows and realized he could deny her absolutely nothing. “We have two weeks.”

“And we have a wedding planner and your very efficient assistant.” The woman was a gem and had without question taken on the tasks assigned to her. “Where did you find her?”

“She walked in while I was interviewing candidates for the position and was about to give up when she handed me her CV and a list.”

“A list?”

His eyes twinkled. “She is happily married, has excellent diction, and knows how to spell. And she is also very loyal.”

She stared at him for a moment, before bursting out laughing. “And you hired her.”

“On the spot and have never been disappointed. Agnes Baker is irreplaceable.”

“She certainly is.” She looked up from the notes she was making on her device to see him staring at her.

“Come to bed.”

“Robert, I am planning a wedding…!”

“The only thing I want you to do is pick out your dress. Come back to bed darling.”

Without hesitation she went to him.

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The only thing that made her day less than perfect was the fact that her dad was not around to walk her down the aisle and it gave her a pang, one that Robert had noticed just last night. Her mother had protested that she should spend the night at her place, but Sonya had refused. “We’re already married and just renewing our vows.”

“I cannot understand the need for it.”

“We do and that’s what matters,” Sonya told her with a smile. He had made love to her, his hands gentle and afterwards had held her close to him in comfort. They had gone to visit both his mother’s grave and her dad’s and brought flowers.

Now she was getting married, and it was so different from the time before. She was in love with him. A smile touched her lips, dimming slightly as she recalled the pain he must have gone through over the years.

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