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"Anywhere."
I leaned my cheek against his shirt. "That rug in front of the fireplace looks pretty nice."
With a smile in his voice, he replied, "Yeah?"
I nodded against him and smiled with happy anticipation as he began heading in that direction. On his way to the fireplace, he grabbed a folded quilt off the back of the sofa and tossed it onto the rug before setting me down exactly where I'd wanted.
As he did, I pulled him close and kissed him softly at first, and then harder, with a need that felt too raw and hungry to be contained. I pulled back just long enough to tell him, "I love you so much. You know that, right?"
His eyes, so very blue, warmed with an expression that would've melted my heart if only it weren't already a gooey mass of pure bliss.
He smiled. "I love you, too, even if youarea trouble-maker."
I whispered, "Of the highest order?"
"Of the highest order."
The cabin felt warm and wonderful, but not half as warm as my thoughts and desires. Already, I was burning for him – to have him inside me, to feel his body against mine, to celebrate like only lovers can.
In my eagerness to get him undressed, I nearly tore his shirt. But he didn't object, and neither did I, not even when hedidtear mine, sending buttons scattering in all directions.
With eager hands, I went for his pants while he went for my skirt. Soon, all of our clothes were scattered to who-knows-where.
I might've been embarrassed by my desperation except for the fact he was the same way, eager and ready.And boy, were we willing.
As we kissed and caressed, naked in front of the fireplace, I let my hands roam and my mind drift as I considered just how many ways he'd made my life complete already.
Less than a year ago, he'd been a phantom, someone I'd admired from afar. But now he was mine to have and to hold no matter what.
Talk about unbelievable.
Overflowing with happiness, I rolled us over so I was on top. And then, I sat up, drinking in the sight of his handsome face and amazing body, along with the certain knowledge that he was mine for all eternity.And I was his.
As I guided his hard length to my opening, already slick with desire, I savored the sight of him, the feel of him, and even the sound of him when I lowered my hips and took him deep inside me.
As our eyes locked, and our hips moved, I felt so deeply connected that it barely seemed real. But it was. And italwayswould be, now and forever.
Afterward, I wasn't even sure how long we lay there, warm and sated in front of the fireplace. But Idoknow what made me sit up with a start. It was the sound of footsteps on the front porch, followed by familiar, hushed voices.
Anna and Flynn.
I looked to Jack and smiled. "Were you expecting company?'
He grinned. "Maybe."
I giggled. "And you didn't think to tell me?"
"And missthat?" he said, wrapping both of us up in the warm blanket. "Forget it."
Yup, he was a trouble-maker, all right. But he wasmytrouble-maker. And I washis.
For always.
The End
