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He huffs a laugh, closing his eyes and resting his forehead against mine. I glance up to see his eyes are closed, savoring the closeness between us. Then his hand moves a little farther down, resting on my backside.
A low sound rumbles through his chest, and I know he’s still holding back. “Make me feel good, husband,” I whisper, half a dare, half a request.
And with that, his control snaps, and he hoists me up. My legs involuntarily wrap around him, and he carries me all the way up the stairs. I’m not even a little nervous he can’t handle my weight, or that he’ll drop me. I know that I’m completely safe in this man’s arms.
Ford carries me into his room. Correction…our room. He gently lays me on the bed and hovers over me. The way his eyes dip down my body, then come back up, feels like the most intimate thing I’ve ever experienced. Because even before we had a physical connection, we loved each other.
“I’ve never…” he whispers, pausing and breaking eye contact. He’s unsure of himself, and I hate it. This beautiful man. “But I want you…so much.”
“I want you too,” I tell him, reaching up and pulling his face down to mine. “We can take it as slow as you want.”
He nods, pulling back to look at me, his eyes searing mine. His pupils are so dark, so large, I can’t tell anymore where his irises begin, his eyes are just molten pools of desire.
Then he kisses me and finally let’s go.
CHAPTER
FORTY
FORD
Wow. That’s the only thought in my brain.
What do you do when all your dreams come true after a lifetime of pining? Where do we go from here? How will I ever use brain cells again?
My brain is muddy, scrambled, relaxed. Since Amber has been sleeping in my room, I’ve slept better than ever before. I don’t even have to do my usual bedtime routine, trying to will my body to sleep like it’s supposed to. But this is different. It’s like my entire body is in a state of relaxation.
I could get used to this. No wonder all the guys are in such a hurry to get home to their ladies.
Wow.
“What are you thinking about?” Amber is lying beside me. The early morning light streaming in through my bedroom window illuminates the red strands of her hair like flames.
I grab her hand and bring it to my mouth, taking the time to kiss each fingertip and noting the pale pink polish on her nails.
“Ambs, my mind is mush. I’m thinking nothing. I’m just…happy.”
She smiles, her pretty pink lips separating. “I’m happy too. Really happy.” Amber sighs, scooting closer and burrowing her head into my chest. “You told me earlier that you have strong feelings for me and that mine are probably not as strong.” Her emerald eyes search my face. “Ford, my feelings might be new, but they’re no less strong. I promise you that.”
She pauses, bringing her hand to my chest. “Your feelings for me started when we were young and grew for a long time. They’re sturdy and steadfast…like you.”
I smile, loving the feel of her soft skin and loving even more the way she’s looking at me. The trust and adoration there. “But my feelings are wild and unreserved…like me.”
The love inside my chest seems to swirl and erupt inside me. My stomach flutters wildly, and my skin erupts with heat. Wanting to be closer to her, I move an arm around her waist and draw her into my chest. I pull her forward until she’s completely pressed against me, her arms moving around my neck.
I kiss her neck, remembering the feverish way it made me feel when she kissed me there earlier. I relish the feel of her soft skin against my lips, I savor the sweet taste of her skin, I inhale the hypnotic scent of her, a scent now mingled with my own to make something new. Something exciting and full of hope.
“My wife,” I whisper into her ear.
She hums softly, and I note that the area of skin right under her ear is extra sensitive. I want to explore that spot for a while.
A wail from the baby monitor startles me. I chuckle against Amber’s ear, unable to help it. Honestly, it’s a miracle Nella has slept this late. That we’ve had this precious time together. But I’m also anxious to see Nella, to hold her. To watch Amber in her role as a mother.
Amber laughs too. It’s low and husky and makes me want to ignore the baby monitor…for just a few minutes. But I remove my arm, knowing Nella needs Amber right now more than I do.
“Do you want me to get her?” I ask as Amber slides out of bed.
She grabs the hoodie hanging on the peg by the bathroom door, turning and looking at me over her shoulder. I admire the view, until she winks and tugs the hoodie over her head, covering her body. “That’s okay, I’ll nurse her.”
