Page 35 of Rekindled Heart

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Page 35 of Rekindled Heart

I set her away from me and hold out my hand. She eyes me and then takes it. “Deal.”

“Deal.”

Her gray eyes swim with easy tears and my lips quirk. “You know you’re never getting away from me, right?”

She laughs lightly. “I love you too, Ricky Rowe. So damn much.”

I tug her to me and wiggle my brows. “You ever made love in a barn, sweetheart?”

“Can you promise me that nobody’s gonna come busting in here?” Her smile is devastating to my heart. It leaps in my chest and leaves me breathless.

“No. I can’t.”

She stands up on her tiptoes and whispers against my lips. “Then you better get a move on, Ricky. Cause I’m going crazy right now and I fucking need you in me right this second.”

I breathe in the sweet, seductive, familiar scent of her and I finally…finally feel at peace. This is what I’ve been looking for. She’s my home, my peace, my happiness. All the things I need all rolled up into one sassy, sexy little package.

“I can do that,” I breathe and then I seal her lips with mine and everything else fades away. The future is ours.

I tug her into me and then lift her up, her soft legs wrapping around my waist as I jog, blind, as I kiss her, until I finally bump into a wall. I lift my head. Her gray eyes are soft and dark and deep with longing and I know mine must look just like that.

Because she’s everything to me.

“I love you, Caro. Forever. Will you marry me?”

She smiles and it’s misty and water-logged but she laughs and throws back her head. “This is the moment, huh?”

“Yeah.” I grasp her cheeks as I lean my hips into her to hold her up. I groan when her hips rock into me, lighting the fuse on the desire that’s never far away when she’s around.

She leans into me, her lips seeking mine. “Then yeah, I will.” And her lips touch mine, her tongue teasing and taunting me, wrapping around mine.

My hands rove her curves and in seconds we’re lost in each other and ignoring every damn thing other than the hunger fueled by lust and love. The want flares like a five-alarm fire and roars over us, consuming us as I drag her down to the straw and we lose ourselves in the feel of hands and tongue and teeth until I’m balls-deep inside her and gritting my teeth to keep from coming in seconds.

Her walls squeeze me and I come apart right behind her release, feeling the flutter and staring right in the shimmering starlight of her eyes. “I love you,” I grit out as she wails my name.

“Yes, yes, yes, Ricky! Don’t stop!”

Yeah, never. I will want this woman until the day I die. I grunt and fall across her, smirking when she shudders and shoves at me.

“Lord, you’re heavy.”

I close my eyes and sigh, tugging her closer. “You’re a testy woman but I love you.”

“Good.”

Then she closes her eyes and her breathing settles, slows. And I close my eyes, smiling. My nose runs along her throat, smelling the familiar scent of her and sucking it into my lungs. My core.

Home. Her smell reminds me that I’m home. Now and forever, as long as I’ve got this woman and whatever family we’re lucky to have, I’m a rich man.

I kiss the top of her head and tug her closer, smiling when she squeaks and then settles in my arms. My eyes close and I let myself finally relax.

The future is looking damn bright and she’s my sun, lighting my whole world.

My skin warms and my heart thaws in my chest. And I close my eyes and sleep better than I’ve slept since she left me. Even if it is in scratchy, itchy straw.

Epilogue

Ricky




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