Page 61 of His to Possess

In other words, I really won’t be surprised if they’re the next couple to tie the knot. My gaze moves over to Carlotta who is preening over the bouquet she caught, but I don’t see a wedding in her near future. She hasn’t dated anyone since she broke up with that douchebag she dated. What was his name? Randy? Brendan? I don’t remember. All I do know is she wasted too much time and energy on a guy who was a total tool and never put her first.

The small jazz band strikes up a new song and I offer my hand to Blake. “Dance with your husband?” I ask.

“I’d love to,” she murmurs, allowing me to guide her over to the little dance floor surrounded by lights.

I pull her into my arms and we sway to the music, looking deeply into each other’s eyes. I’ve never felt so content, yet so alive at the same time. And I know Blake feels the exact same way because we’ve talked about it.

“How did I ever get so lucky?” she asks.

“Guess it was when you kidnapped the wrong guy,” I say with a devilish smile.

She tilts her head to the side and chuckles. “Best mistake I ever made.”

“And thank God for it.”

As we move to the music, lost in each other, Blake sighs softly. “You make me so happy, Angelo.”

“I could say the exact same thing about you, kitten.”

She seems to be debating saying something more and starts chewing her lower lip.

“What is it?” I ask.

“Well, I have something to tell you. I was going to wait and tell you up at the cabin, but I can’t wait a second longer.”

“Okay, so spill it.” I’m not sure what secret she’s keeping, but I’m curious. Knowing my little butterfly the way I do, it could be anything.

“It’s not going to be just you and me for very long.”

I frown and I’m about to ask her what she means when clarity strikes.Oh, shit.Does she mean?—

“We’re expecting,” she says softly, aqua eyes glittering.

My mouth drops open and I’m not sure why I’m surprised considering all of the sex we’ve been having. Lots and lots of it, without a condom in sight. My heart expands and I lift her up off the floor and spin her in a circle. She’s light as a feather and I turn and turn, exploding with joy.

When I finally lower her back down, we’ve snagged everyone’s attention. Reaching for her hand, I give it a squeeze. “Well, what do you think? Do we share the news?”

She nods. “I think that sounds perfect.”

With a huge smile, I tell everyone that my beautiful wife and I are going to be parents. The cheers are deafening and it’s hard for me to fathom. But, at the same time, there’s no one else on Earth I would do this with. I know it’s going to be a challenge, but I see Miceli handling it quite well, so that gives me hope. Before becoming a father, he was clueless when it came to kids, especially babies.

Pulling Blake back into my arms, I press my forehead against hers and whisper, “You’ve turned my life upside down in the best possible way, you know that? Like a mini tornado that I can’t live without.”

She laughs softly. “Who knew the playboy and the bounty hunter would be such a perfect pair?”

“Who knew?” I echo and kiss her.

After too much food and cake, Blake and I say goodbye. Endless good wishes follow us to the car and after hugging and kissing everyone a dozen or more times, we get in and I drive us to the private airport where my helicopter awaits.

The last time we took this trip things were under very different circumstances.

The flight goes smoothly and it’s getting late by the time we walk into the log cabin, but we both get our second wind fast. After opening the windows to air it out, I light a small fire in the fireplace to chase away the chill coming in off the lake, and lay out a big, soft blanket.

By the glow of the firelight, Blake and I undress each other. Her pale skin seems almost luminescent, ethereal even, and I’m struck once again by how damn beautiful she is—and how damn lucky I am.

She’s mine. All mine for the rest of our lives.

Blake lays down on the blanket and I move over her body, and start kissing her thoroughly. I drop kisses all over her face—on her eyebrow then her cheekbone and the tip of her nose. My lips trail down along her jawline and I trace my tongue down the side of her neck. She tastes sweet and I will never be able to get enough of her.

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