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Everything in my body melts, and I lean my forehead against his, keeping us eye to eye.
“I think I fell in love with you the first time I met you, Rosa.”
His bruised and battered hands drop to the back of my thighs as he lifts me flush against him. I can feel how hard he is for me. My legs circle his waist as he carries me toward the hall with a wicked gleam in his eyes.
“I love you,” he whispers against my neck as he sprinkles it with kisses. “I love you.” He pulls back, tasting my lips once more. “I’m going to make you sick of hearing it.”
“Not possible.” I giggle against his lips. “What about breakfast?”
“What do you mean? I’m about to have it...”
A flush spreads across my cheeks in the way only he can cause.
The sound of soft voices floats down the hall, but he doesn’t even pause in his strides. I hear a snicker and a stifled groan before the door to our bedroom is closed behind us. My body falls into the plush mattress and silken sheets as he kneels before me.
His eyes lock on to mine. “I love you, Rosa.”
His hand moves over my legs, causing my body to shudder with pleasure. “I love you too, Camillo.”
“Good. Now let me show you how much.”
A thrill of need shivers through my body, and I can’t help the laugh that leaves me.
This man wantsme. Lovesme. I never believed I’d get so lucky, but Camillo has turned my whole world upside down.
And I can’t think of a better way to live my life than tied to this dark angel of a man.
***
Camillo’s just taken Ethan up to bed while I finish up the dishes. As soon as I’m done in the kitchen, I head up to them, loving the bedtime routine that’s always so special now. It’s probably one of my favorite times of the day, more so now that Camillo’s always part of it too.
As I reach Ethan’s bedroom, I pause by the door. Ethan’s already fast asleep, and I watch Camillo as he tucks the comforter around his small body, speaking to him in a low voice.
“I know you’re asleep, buddy, but I’ve been thinking about a really special story that I want to tell you.”
My brows knit into a frown. Aren’t they supposed to be readingTreasure Islandat the moment? But I listen as Camillo starts the story...
“Once upon a time, there was a big grizzly bear and a cute gentle koala.
The grizzly bear thought someone as sweet and gorgeous as the koala could never love someone as scary and brutal as him. But then she surprised him—by showing him that she did love him.
And what’s more, she had a baby koala secretly tucked into her koala pouch, surprising the grizzly bear in the best possible way when she brought her little boy out and introduced them.
And they showed the grizzly bear how to love, and it was a frightening feeling for him, but it was also the best feeling in the whole wide world.
The grizzly bear fell madly in love with not just her but also with the baby koala called Ethan.
And they gave the grizzly bear the one thing he’d wanted more than anything else in his entire life—his own family.
And you know, I might not have seen the ending of this story yet, but I just know that they’re going to live happily ever after...”
I watch as he smooths back Ethan’s fair hair from his forehead with a tender touch, and tears pour down my cheeks as I hear this. How did I find a man as wonderful as Camillo?
And I want this moment to last forever, thinking that things can’t possibly get any better...
EPILOGUE
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