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“Damn right I do.”

Then, he finally kisses me the way I’ve imagined he would after a declaration of love. His lips are insistent, yet gentle, as he coaxes my mouth open so his tongue can sweep inside. My body fires to life in that familiar way only he can cause, and my need for him becomes urgent. His hands are everywhere, gripping at my clothing and moving it out of the way to get to bare skin.

“I need you, Logan,” I whisper with a pant.

He stops what he’s doing and meets my gaze. His eyes are gentle and the softest smile spreads across his lips. “I need you too, Hallie. Always. I’m sorry I let you go before. It wasn’t what I wanted, but I thought that’s what you needed.”

I reach up and run my palm down his scruffy cheek. “I only needed that because I thought you didn’t feel the same. I was protecting myself.”

“Never again. You never have to protect yourself from me, especially your heart. Whatever you want, it’s yours.”

I grind myself against his erection. “There is one thing I really, really want.”

He closes his eyes as I reach down and grip his cock, slowly stroking him through his jeans. “And you can always have that, Cupcake. Always.”

“Good.” As I dive for his belt buckle, something else hits me. “Oh, there’s one more thing I want.”

“Name it,” he insists, his own movements paused.

“I don’t want to sleep without you again.”

“Done,” he replies quickly, grabbing my sweater and gently pulling it up and over my head.

“That’s it?” I ask, the cool air causing my nipples to pebble even harder.

“Yep. You want me in your bed, I’m there. No place I’d rather be, actually.”

“We have to decide where we’re going to stay,” I start, fumbling to remove his belt.

“Makes no difference to me. I’m not attached to my house.”

I pull back and look at him. “You’re not?”

He gives me a cocky, easy grin. “Nope. I’m attached to this pussy, though, so wherever it is, that’s where I’ll be.”

I roll my eyes. “Classy.”

He slides his hand into my maternity pants and strokes my swollen clit through my panties. “You like the caveman side of me. That side is the one you invited back to your bed on your birthday,” he says, shifting his fingers behind my panties and meeting wet flesh. “You couldn’t get enough of me.”

He pushes two fingers inside my body, and even though he’s one-hundred-percent correct, I refuse to let him hear me say it. “Whatever you say.”

Logan adds a third finger, causing my body to tighten around his digits. “Say it, Cupcake. Tell me you couldn’t get enough of me.” He slides his other hand up my stomach and pushes aside the material of my bra. He pinches my nipple, sending shock waves of pleasure rippling through my body. “Tell me, Hallie.”

Glancing up, I look him straight in the eye and state, “I couldn’t get enough of you. Now take me to bed and show me how much you love me.”

Grinning from ear to ear, he pulls his fingers from my body, lifts me into his arms, and takes off at a rapid pace toward my bedroom. The moment he places me on top of the soft mattress, he cups my jaw and whispers, “I’ll always show you how much I love you.”

After our clothes are stripped away and he’s entering me, he adds, “You’re my world, Hallie. Don’t ever doubt it.”

The most euphoric feeling washes over me. It’s from the way he makes my heart feel, as well as how he makes my body feel. The two combined are better than anything I’ve ever experienced in my life. Sex has always been good, but add in the factor of being in love, and it takes it to a whole new level.

When we’re both boneless and sweaty, our limbs entwined together, I sigh in contentment. “Just so you know, that part about me not being able to get enough of you doesn’t count.”

He barks out a laugh. “What?”

“It doesn’t count when you have your fingers buried inside me. That short-circuits my brain.”

He chuckles, gliding his mouth across my neck. “Well, then I’m going to have to ensure I keep my fingers inside your sweet pussy at all times then.”

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