Page 54 of Giving It to the Man-Whore

She sank against him, and submitted to his hold.

“You killed those men,” she said.

“I was going to leave the last one for Lorenzo, but then I saw the bruise on your face and knew I couldn’t let him live after that. I had to kill him.”

Mel didn’t let him go, and only when the water went cold did he release her. Pea ran them another bath, and this time they got cleaned.

Afterward, he held her in their bed, not even giving either of them a chance to dry.

“I love all this attention,” she said with a chuckle.

He held a little tighter. “I love you, Mel. I can’t handle the thought of not doing this. Not a day is going to go by that I don’t tell you how much.”

She rolled over, and he placed a hand on her stomach. Tears were in her eyes.

“I love you, too.”

“Nothing will ever tear us apart. I’m sorry about Tara, I really am, but it’s you I love, Mel. It will only ever be you.” He cupped her cheek, wiping away the tears. “I’m the luckiest fucking bastard alive.”

She laughed. “No, I’m the luckiest woman.”

“I didn’t think it was possible, but you tamed the fucking man-whore.”

“It sounds like a kinky story.”

“It is. It’s our story.” He pressed a kiss to her lips, knowing that he couldn’t be with anyone else. She was the only woman he was ever going to love.

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