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Her throat worked.That this gorgeous man, a man who portray such confidence wheneverthey were in public, could suffer from insecurity regarding her. Ithumbled her.

“Never.”She arched against him. “Undress me.”

He stripped off hersweater, kisses peppering her face, neck, and throat. Pushing hergently back on the bed, he bent to remove her boots and socks, beforeeasing off her leggings.

His hands trembled ashe ran them up and down her thighs.

“Now you.”

He made short work ofit, almost tearing away the clothing with impatient fingers that werealso shaking. He climbed in next to her, eyes wandering over herface. Sliding in beside her, he turned her to face him.

For a minute, he didnot say anything. He had exchanged vows with her, and it flashedthrough his mind that they could have been married years ago.

“I’msorry.” He touched her face gently, trailing a finger down onesmooth cheek.

“For?”

“Being a damnfool when I was seventeen. And not seeing you, not seeing that beingwith you was more important than trying to find myself.”

“Bryce…”

He shook his head.“Let me finish.” A smile touched his lips as he tracedthe outline of hers. “I knew I loved you then, but itfrightened me.”

“Me too.”She whispered. “And I would appreciate it if you would stopbeating up yourself for something that happened when we werechildren.” She captured his hand and pressed it against hercheek.

She was emotional.She knew part of it could be blamed on hormones. Her body waschanging. She had a baby growing inside her and she could not careless what the experts say, it was already a baby as far as she wasconcerned. His baby. And now was the time to share the news.

Taking his hand, sheslid it down her body until it was resting on her stomach. “Weboth had lousy parents. That’s one of the things that bonded ustogether. But we will do better. We will have time for our children,no matter how busy we are. We love each other and that love hascreated something wonderful.”

His eyes flew totheir joined hands and then to her face. He felt as if his chest wasconstricted and for a second he could not breathe. “What areyou saying?” He asked hoarsely.

“I have beenfeeling off lately.” Her smile was luminous. “Dizzy attimes and nauseous. I have always been regular, but when I missed myperiods, I chalked it down to the stress and excitement of what wasgoing on. When I went with Sandra to her doctor, I decided to getmyself checked.” She pressed his hand to her stomach. “We’repregnant darling.”

His hand trembled andhis heart was filled to bursting. Without a word, he bent his headand simply placed his forehead on hers. “I adore you.” Hewhispered thickly. “I promise that for the rest of my life, Iwill try and be worthy of your love.” He blinked at the tearsburning the back of his eyes.

“You alreadyare. I want you inside me.” She wrapped her hands around hisneck. “Scratch that. I need you inside me. Now. Make love tome.”

Lifting his head, helet his gaze roamed over her lovely face. He should have realizedthat something was going on with her. Hadn’t he felt thedifference in her nipples? The tenderness, the sensitivity? She wascarrying his baby inside her and he could not find the words.

Tilting her chin up,he brushed his lips back and forth, rubbing against hers as heinhaled her scent. He wanted to take her in. Making love to her wasnever going to be enough. He wanted more. It was their wedding night,and she was pregnant. He was going to lavish her with love until theywere both destroyed by it.

He had to drag hismouth away from hers, ending the kiss. His heart was pounding like ajack hammer, his body already coated with a thin layer of sweat. Theheat curling inside him was threatening to consume him.

This was his woman,his lover, his best friend and now his wife. The knowledgeoverwhelmed him. He would die for her, would kill for her. He wasgoing to protect her with everything he possessed.

Zahra knew thatsomething had changed. Ever since he came back into her life, theirrelationship was evolving every day. It had not only grown moreintense, but there was an added layer, a passion that sizzled betweenthem even when they were apart.

His mouth moved downand over her breasts, lingering on her sensitive nipple and sendingjolts after jolts of fire inside her belly that had her crying outhis name.

Her body quivered andshe reached for him blindly, fingers digging into his shoulders andback.

Sliding a handbetween them, Bryce palmed her sex and had her spiraling up and over,the climax slamming into her with a force that rocked her world. Shewas blinded by it, consumed by him. But he was not finished.

“More.”He demanded, driven by a madness that was taking over. “I wantto see you come. I want you to come all over my fingers.” Heplunged into her and felt his body jerked when she lifted her hipsand climaxed. Her eyes were wide and moist, lips parted.

The passion wasevident on her lovely face. He could not wait any longer. Sliding outof her, he covered her body and drove in deep, hands cupping herface. She could smell the muskiness of sex, the sweat from both theirbodies and the passion that seemed to drive them to anotherdimension.

Burying her face inhis throat, she bit into his flesh and had him crying out her name.He emptied himself inside her, body shuddering. With a cry ofsurrender, she climaxed again, arms wrapped around his body as shegave into the tide that covered them both.

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