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“Thank you. Back at ya.”

“Me? I didn’t just buy a house.”

“Actually you did. I told Andrew to put the house in both our names.”

“What? No. You can’t do that.”

“Of course I can.”

“I didn’t mean you can’t—I meant you shouldn’t do that.”

“Why not?”

“Because… this is still new, Wilder.”

“What’s new?”

I motioned between us. “Us. The pregnancy. Things can happen.”

Wilder’s face fell. “Are you afraid to be tied to me?”

“No. That’s not it at all.”

“Then let me do this. I don’t want this to be my house. I want it to beourhouse. I know what I did made you have doubts. But what I was scared of was never you, Sloane. I was afraidIwasn’t enough foryou.”

“You are enough…”

Wilder brushed his lips with mine. “Then let me make this commitment. To us. To our family. Please.”

“It’s still so early in the pregnancy. What happens if…”

“I loved you before I knew you were pregnant. Whatever happens happens. But we’ll always have each other.”

I inhaled deeply, blowing out with a nod. “Okay.”

He flashed a cocky smile, like he knew all along he’d win. “Thank you.”

This man was dangerous. I was pretty sure he could get me to do anything he asked with a little begging and that grin. “You know, I’m not always going to be that easy.”

“No?” He reached over and took my hand, bringing it between his legs. “I’ll always be this hard for you.”

We both laughed. “I walked right into that one, didn’t I?”

Wilder climbed on top of me, hovering. “I love you, Cupcake.”

My heart felt so full. “I love you, too.”

EPILOGUESLOANE

SIX MONTHS LATER

Slam!

Lucas came in from outside with Olivia trailing behind. My niece stopped short when she got a look at Wilder lying on the couch—with a mud mask on his face and cucumber slices over his eyes.

“What the heck are you doing?”

Lucas rolled his eyes. “That’s just one of his beauty treatments.”

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