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I immediately press my mouth to hers, capturing her in a searing and tender kiss. I lower myself gently, resting my body on top of her as she licks at the seam of my lips, and I part to let her inside.

She slips her hands under the hem of my shirt, exploring my chest and abdomen as my tongue strokes against hers. I nip at her lip, and she lightly moans, the sound traveling to the same appendage it always does.

I pull back slightly, gazing at the beautiful woman below me. “Fuck, Olive. I love you. I love you so fucking much.”

“I love you, too. As scary as the idea used to seem to me, I think falling in love with you is the easiest thing I’ve ever done.”

“Everything feels right when you’re here,” I breathe, closing my eyes and resting my forehead on hers. “You were made for Sage and me. We were incomplete before you came into our lives. You’re our missing puzzle piece.”

“You and Sage are the greatest things that have ever happened to me,” she says softly. “I love your daughter like she’s my own.”

“Sheisyours. You’re the only woman she’s ever considered to be her mother. Like it or not, that little girl is as much yours as she is mine.”

“How could I not like that?” Olive smiles so brightly. “I didn’t know if I’d ever get to be a mother, Lane. I know I’m still young, but the thought of not being there to see Sage grow up tears me apart. I love her so damn much.”

“I know you do, baby,” I say softly. “She loves you, too. It happened fast, but the three of us are a family.”

She gazes at me, and I can see how vulnerable she feels right now. “You see a future with me, don’t you?”

“I don’t see a future without you in it,” I admit. “This is all very real to me, and I’m planning to keep you around as long as you’ll let me.”

“Like… forever?”

“Forever is exactly what I’m hoping for.”

Olive kisses me sweetly, letting me feel the love she has for me in each press of her lips. When we break apart, she bites her lip, looking at me nervously. “Lane… I want you.”

I smile at her. “You have me, baby.”

She laughs lightly. “No, Iwantyou. All of you. And I want to give you all of me.”

“Olive…” I manage as all the air rushes out of my lungs.

“I’m certain of this. Iwantthis.”

“Are you sure?”

Olive rests her hand on the back of my head and pulls me in close. “Never been more sure of anything in my life.Now take me home.”

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Olive

Laneisquiettheentire walk back to his penthouse. I know he wants this as much as I do, but he’s still nervous.

And that just makes me fall in love with him even more.

He’s so caring, so kind and considerate that he’s worried I’m not sure of this.

But Iam.

I want him so badly that it’s starting to drive me physically insane. I want that connection with Lane. I wanthimto have that connection withme.

We get to his building, and he holds me against him as we ride up to his penthouse, planting soft kisses on my head the entire way. When the elevator doors open, Lane takes my hand and leads me inside, stopping us in the kitchen and lifting me onto the kitchen island.

He kisses me deeply, letting his desire for me show, though I can feel it for myself as his hips rest against me. I pick my legs up briefly, intentionally dragging them over the front of his sweatpants.

“Fuck, Olive…” he groans, staring at me with heat in his eyes.

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