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“Don’t come until I tell you to.” I wanted us to come together. Setting a steady pace, I poured everything into each thrust to take us higher and higher. “I missed you so damn much, baby.”

“I missed you too, Z. Oh wow! Yes, hit my G-spot.”

I drove in, making her yelp and cry out,yes. Just hearing her had me rushing to the edge. I hit it again and again. “I never want to be without you again.” I hammered into her, loving the feel of her under me. This was all I’d ever wanted. Me and her, together… forever and ever.

“Yes, Z,” she screamed, clamping down around me.

I was gone.

“Now!” I exploded, crushing my lips to hers, kissing her the whole time I came. “I never stopped loving you.” It might’ve been premature to give her the words, but it was the truth. I never stopped loving my Snow.

“I never stopped loving you either.” Her pretty eyes teared up, glittering like emeralds.

We stayed wrapped in each other’s arms, not in any hurry to clean up or break our lip-lock.

I could stay this way for the rest of my life. Iwouldstay this way...

Snow was mine.

28

Aspen

The last couple of days were magical, erotic, and out of this world. We had so much sex, I was sore. Like when we were teens, we couldn’t get enough of each other.

But all good things came to an end.

I admired Zach’s handsome profile, noting his tense jaw. We were on our way back to Minnesota.

The Knights had captured Casso and his men when they tried to break through the gate to the compound after they saw Libby drive onto the property. Casso mistook her for me and went nuts.

I guessed I owed Zach’sfriendathank you.

Even though the threat had been removed, there was a thick cloud of trepidation hanging over us. I feared what would happen when Zach dealt with Casso. He assured me that he wouldn’t get caught. I hoped not. If he went to jail, I didn’t know what I’d do.

I was still worried about seeing the kittens and Libby.

Zach was terrified of losing me. In bed this morning, he made soul-binding love to me and asked me to marry him again.

I said yes.

To some, we were probably getting ahead of ourselves. Rushing things. Perhaps we were.

Did Zach and I care what others thought of us? Not even a little.

We’d heard it all from our friends when we were teenagers. We were so in love and inseparable, it made most sick. Drove our parents crazy with all our marriage talk. It also made one person we both loved jealous.

Zach and I agreed that Jill probably thought she was protecting me after overhearing Zach shooting the shit. He regretted trying to sound like a cool dude. The cost for his actions had been severe. Neither of us wanted to believe she’d been deceitful and tried to keep us apart or anything like that. We knew Jill loved us.

What was done was done. There was no changing anything.

Zach lifted my hand and kissed it. “I know you’re worried, but it’s going to be okay.” He kissed it again.

I smiled, staring out at the road leading to the compound. My heart raced like crazy as the anticipation built. The unknown was scary, even with my biker god beside me, stroking his finger across the top of my hand. I felt loved and cared for. Something I hadn’t felt since we were teenagers.

“Are you sure?” I turned toward him. He’d never let anything happen to me, but the MC life was new. I didn’t know how I felt about it.

“Yes, Snow. I’m sure.”

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