Page 66 of Getting Wrapped Up

“I love you, Levi. So much. I love everything you do to me. I love everything—”

He growled and gripped her hips, pulling her against him as he pounded into her. The need to possess her, to take over every one of her senses, swept over him whenever she said she loved him. She took every stroke, dug her heels into his shoulders, dug her fingers into his forearms and hung on.

Her inner muscles clenched around him only a moment before he felt his orgasm rip through him. Feeling her coming around him, being connected to her like that, knowing that he was the last man that would ever see her like this, touch her like this, be with her like this made the waves of pleasure and the feeling of completeness go on and on.

Levi stayed like that, buried deep, breathing and absorbing everything about the moment.

God she felt good.

Like Heaven.

Like he never wanted to be anywhere else.

Finally, he rolled to the side.

“Happy New Year,” he said, running his hand up and down her side.

“Pretty good start I’d say.” She gave a happy sigh and snuggled in against him.

“And we haven’t even hit midnight. You just wait.”

She laughed softly. “I can’t think of anywhere I’d rather be… or anyone I’d rather be with.” She ran her hand over his chest, directly over his heart.

“Sorry about the party.” But he wasn’t.

“I’m not. Nothing this good ever happens at our office parties.”

He laughed. “Glad to hear it.”

She propped her chin on his chest. “But I am sorry we weren’t able to spend it in Sapphire Falls.”

He tipped his head so he could look into her eyes. He really wanted to see her expression when he replied. “We have a lot of new years ahead of us. We’ll spend plenty of them in Sapphire Falls.”

As he said the words out loud he felt the rightness of it right in the middle of his chest. Right where her hand rested.

It was complicated. Her home, family and job were in California. They’d just met. They’d been together for eleven days. This was all hard to believe. He got that.

But he really wanted to spend all the New Year’s Eves to come with her.

She didn’t blink. She didn’t look away. She didn’t shake her head or deny it. She wet her lips, took a deep breath and said, “The next holiday is Valentine’s Day.”

He nodded. “Most romantic holiday of the year.”

“Will you be my valentine?” she asked with a little smile.

“I’ll be your everything you’ll let me be, Katie.” He hugged her close.

So they would take things one holiday at a time. He could deal with that. He wouldn’t rush her. He wouldn’t do anything crazy like propose to her before then. Or move to San Francisco. Or beg her to move to Sapphire Falls.

Probably.

“That’s only six weeks away,” she said.

Six weeks. If she thought they weren’t going to see each other until then, she didn’t know him as well as he thought she did. He grinned. Plenty of time to show her.

“You’ve definitely got a date for February fourteenth, Katie.”

She gave a happy sigh and relaxed against him. “Can’t wait.”

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