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“At first, I thought I wanted it to be a nursery, but there’s no way we could have our baby all the way upstairs and us down here. So then I thought we should move my office upstairs so the nursery could be down here, close to us.”

“Uh, you want to have a baby with me?”

I lean down and kiss her forehead. “I want to do everything with you. I love you, Ellie. I want you in my life. Always.”

Her eyes light up. I see the hope build on her face, and then just as fast, the light goes out, and in its place is worry. “Huddy, I don’t—”

I cut her off. “So help me Ellie, don’t you dare say you don’t love me too. I know you do. The way you look at me, the little things you do for me, the way your breath hitches when I touch you… you love me.”

“I do. I do love you, but are you sure this is a good idea? Maybe we should date for a while to make sure I’m what you want.”

I pull her into my arms. My cock is hard, pressed into her belly, and I try to ignore it. “I already know exactly what I want, and that’s you. You’re mine now, and you’ll be mine tomorrow. I love you, Ellie. Forever.” I lean my forehead against hers and groan. “Fuck, I wish I had a ring.”

She slides her arms around my neck and curls her fingers through the hair at the base of my neck. “It’s okay. We don’t have to rush anything.”

I smile and help her lie down on the bed. I hover over her, taking in her beautiful smile and the way her eyes light up as she looks at me. “Oh, I'm getting you a ring. The next time you have your picture taken with a cowboy, he’s going to know you’re mine. Everyone’s going to know you’re mine.”

She reaches for the front of my shirt and pulls it up my body.

I straighten just long enough to help her get it off before I hover over her again. Her hands trail up and down my chest. “I’m good with that.”

I search her eyes. “Good with what? Good with being mine? Good with being my wife? Good with being the mother to our son or daughter?”

She loops her hands at my neck and pulls me down until most of my weight is on her. “I’m good with all that, Huddy. I want it all with you.”

I kiss her because I can’t hold back anymore. Being this close to her makes it hard not to have my mouth on her. “I love you, Ellie.”

She pushes me to my back, and I go willingly. She climbs on top of me and straddles my waist. “I love you too, Huddy, and since you don’t get your stitches out until next week, I’m thinking that I need to take care of you right now.”

She starts at my mouth and makes her way down my body, kissing me everywhere along the way. As she kisses my navel, she’s undoing the button on my jeans. I lift my hips so she can take them down my legs. She leans over me, smiling appreciatively. “Your turn,” I tell her.

She makes quick work of taking off her clothes, and then she’s back leaning over me. “What do you want, Huddy? My mouth, my hand, or my pussy?”

Fuck me. When she talks like that, my cock hardens and my tip starts to leak. “I want it all, baby. Your mouth, your hand, your pussy, and your heart. Most of all your heart.”

She presses her body into mine and leans over to kiss me. Her tongue strokes my bottom lip, and she kisses me until we’re both breathless. “It’s yours, Huddy.”

Fuck, my hands are everywhere, and all I’m thinking about is sinking into her and getting lost. I suck her nipple into my mouth and let it go with a pop. “What’s mine?”

She puts her hands on my face and brings it up to look at her. “My heart. My heart is yours. So is the rest of me.”

She glides her body against mine, and I can’t take it anymore. I reach between us and wrap my hand around my girth, guiding it up into her. When she fits herself over me and lets me slide in is when I completely feel it. She’s mine, and I’m hers.

I lift my knees up a little, and she leans back. Each thrust goes deeper, and it doesn’t take long to bring her to the edge. “I need to come. I need to fill you up,” I grunt.

She moans as her thrusts become erratic. She grinds her clit on me and starts to spasm. “Yes, Huddy. Yes.”

We join together in an explosive orgasm, and it’s only when she’s lying on me breathless that a feeling of contentment consumes me. It’s a cozy feeling that comes over me. This is where I’m meant to be. I’m home. And I never want to leave.

Epilogue

Hudson

“So any new business we need to talk about?”

I lean back in my chair and look at my brother Beau. I know we need to talk about it with our brothers, but it’s not my story to tell, so I carry on the conversation with a safe topic. “So as you know, I’ve talked to Walker about supporting his project with wounded heroes. I’ve talked to Beau to see what number is a good one to do quarterly donations, and you’ll find that on the spreadsheet that he prepared.”

“Blah, blah, blah. I heard he also offered you a job. Are you going to take it?”

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