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“Oh? And what’s that?”

“How many?”

“How many what?”

I inched up on my elbow, looking down at him as I asked, “How many women have been in this bed?”

“None. Not a single one.”

“Oh, come on. I know better than that.”

“It’s the truth.” He brought his hand to my face, gently brushing my cheek with his knuckles. “I’m no saint. Never claimed to be one, but believe me when I say, no other woman has been in this bed. This spot has always been yours, and it always will be.”

“You’re gonna have to stop with the sweet stuff.”

“Just stating the facts.”

“How’s this for a fact.” I eased my leg over his waist, straddling him at the hips. “I’ve missed you. You’re here right now, and I still miss you. I’m afraid I’ll never stop missing you.”

“I know the feeling. You were gone so long.... too long.” He reached up and slipped his hand around the nape of my neck, gently pulling me towards him. “And now, I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you.”

His mouth landed on mine with a hard, demanding kiss. He kissed like he was in complete control, like he had no doubts about what he was doing or how he was doing it. I needed that. I didn’t want to think. I didn’t want a chance for my insecurities or doubts to creep in. I simply wanted to be in the moment, and he did that for me.

His hands began to roam, and it wasn’t long before we both were lost in the moment. He quickly maneuvered my cotton nightgown over my head and let it fall to the floor. His hands immediately dropped to my waist as he pulled me in for another kiss. I could feel the heat of his body pressing against my bare skin as he delved deeper into my mouth.

His deft fingers made their way up my back to my bra. Once he’d released the clasp, he slipped it down my arms, and his gaze fixated on my breasts. I could feel the scorching heat of his stare on my flesh, and the hungry look in his eyes had me squirming against him. “Damn. You’re incredible...so damn beautiful.”

As I sat, straddling him, I felt so wanted, so desired, which only made me want him more. Malcomb could see what I wanted, and he spent the better part of the night making sure all my needs were fulfilled. We fell asleep tangled in each other’s arms, and I couldn’t remember a night when I’d slept so well.

The next morning, I woke just after sunrise. Being careful not to wake Malcomb, I eased out of bed and made my way into the kitchen. I put on a pot of coffee and cleaned up a bit while it brewed. As soon as it was ready, I poured a cup of coffee and carried it out to the front porch.

The weather couldn’t have been more perfect.

As I sat there watching the sunlight dancing across the water, I couldn’t believe how beautiful it was. Malcomb’s home was a gorgeous four-bedroom house that was surrounded by forest and had an amazing view of the ocean. There wasn’t another house around for miles, and it was the perfect place to raise a family. While the idea of moving here gave me a bit of a thrill, it also terrified me.

I already had my heart broken once, and I wasn’t sure I could survive going through it again. And it wasn’t just my heart I had to consider. Dalton was my world. From the time I found out I was pregnant, I’d been watching over him, protecting him, and making sacrifices so he would have everything he could possibly need. I wanted to believe that Malcomb would make the same kind of sacrifices, but there was no way to be sure—especially when so much had changed.

It was a thought that had me distracted, and I hadn’t noticed that Malcomb had come up behind me until I heard him say, “Hey, you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m good. Why?”

“Just seem quiet. That’s all.”

I glanced over at him with a smile. “There something wrong with beingquiet?”

“Not at all. I’m just not used to it.”

“Well, trust me when I say quiet can be good. Very good, in fact.” I giggled as I told him, “I have a four-year-old, remember?”

“We have a four-year-old, and I’m looking forward to the loud and the quiet. Whatever comes our way.” He lowered his mouth to my neck, lightly trailing kisses below my ear. “You know what else I’m looking forward to?”

“I have a pretty good idea.” I giggled as I inched away from him. “And that sounds great and all, but I was thinking we might get out and do something today.”

“What did you have in mind?”

“I don’t know. I was hoping you would come up with something.”

“Yeah, I can come up with something, but first...”

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