Page 109 of Unforgettable

I nod, my smile giddy. “Yes, I do. With you.”

He lets out a loud, “Yeah,” which gets the dogs all worked up, and when he twirls me around and dips me back, kissing me hard, they’re right there in the big fat middle of us.

“Nosy little fuckers, aren’t they,” he says, wiping Lucia’s slobber off of his cheek. I wipe my face too, laughing as I try to push Lucia back.

I pull him to the couch and we sit down, our legs tangled together, touching everywhere we can.

“Well, this is a monumental day,” he says, pushing my hair back. “Everything feels right in the world now that we’re in the same room. I’ve missed you so much.”

“That’s the other thing I’m not used to—this missing,” I admit. “It consumed me, wanting to talk to you more than work or anything else.”

I flush with how honest I’m being—it was hard to do that with him for a while when I wasn’t sure of his motives, but I’ve always been a straight shooter, and it feels safer than ever to say what I mean with him.

“I also…wentonthepill.” My last four words come out so fast, he tilts his head.

“What?”

“I went on the pill,” I say quietly. “Do with that what you will, but…throwing it out there.”

One of our conversations while he was in Boston was the admission that neither of us have ever had sex without condoms. And on our first night together, despite using condoms, we’d already covered that our last tests were negative.

His eyes burn with intensity. “I haven’t been with anyone but you since the night we met, and you’re the only one I want. I love you, Scarlett.”

I straddle him and he’s already hard, his hands tugging me tighter against him.

“You’re the only one I want,” I whisper against his mouth. “I love you.”

He lifts me up, my legs going around his waist, and he carries me into my bedroom, laying me on the bed as he leans over me.

“Say it again,” he says.

“I love you.”

I keep whispering it in his ear and against his skin, as we undress each other. When he sinks into me, bare, we both gasp and shudder with the sensation.

“Sitting next to you in that bar was the best decision I’ve ever made,” he says, his face straining as he pulls out and works his way in deeper with the next thrust. “I haven’t told you this, but…I watched you before I ever sat down.”

My breath catches as I look up at him, loving how full he makes me feel.

“I thought you were the most beautiful girl I’d ever seen, way out of my league.”

He drags in and out, so slowly that I clutch his backside and tug him in deeper.

“I thought you were out of my league too,” I say, breathless.

He buries himself as deep as he can go and groans, his eyes shutting tight for a moment as he stills.

“We’re perfect for each other,” he whispers. “You’re still out of my league, but I’m going to spend the rest of my life up for the challenge.”

I flutter around him and he swells, making me moan. I clench around him and he grins.

“I love watching you come more than anything,” he says.

“You might have to fight for bed space with the dogs,” I whimper when I can breathe again.

He lifts an eyebrow like I’m daring him and starts a faster assault on my body.

“I love that you’re fucking planning to have me in your bed.”

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