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When she returns, she snuggles back into bed with me, my arms around her.

“Thank you.”

I close my eyes. “For what?”

“Everything. For being here. For being you. For tonight.”

Fixing my gaze on her, I smile. “Like you said. It’s our wedding night. Anything to make you happy.”

“I’ve never had a night like this before. It’s been wonderful.” Her eyes are hazy—I’m sure she’s tired because it’s been such a long day.

“Sleep, sweetheart. If you’re a good girl, I’ll let you suck my cock in the morning.”

Emma laughs and slaps my chest. “Caleb.”

“Made you laugh.”

Twenty-Six

Emma

“Let me take you out. On a date.”

I cock an eyebrow at my husband.

My husband.

How did I let myself get talked into this? Oh, right. It’s because I spent nearly thirty years dreaming about what Caleb and I once had. And adult Caleb is even more impressive than teenage Caleb.

For two weeks he’s slept in my bed every night. We’ve spooned, and I’ve woken up most mornings feeling him hard pressed against me. He’s not pushed me into anything, and I’ve just enjoyed him being close.

“But, the kids?—”

“Noah’s here, and Bailey and Kiera are both old enough to stay home with Jason. You’re allowed a night out.” He slips his arms around my waist and pulls me close.

“Do it, Mum.” Bailey’s voice comes from the doorway, and I smile to myself. “You deserve a night out. I can’t ever remember you having one before.”

“Never?” Caleb asks.

I shake my head.

“I’m not giving you the chance to say no, then. We’re going out for dinner tonight. Somewhere nice.”

“Go and get changed, Mum. You’ve got that dress you bought the other day you haven’t worn yet. That black one,” Bailey says.

I hold up my palms. “Okay, okay.”

Caleb swats me on the bum. “I’ll come with you. I need to get out of my work clothes and have a quick shower.”

He trails up the stairs behind me.

“Are you joining me in the shower?” he asks.

“I don’t think so. We’ll never get to dinner if that happens.”

He laughs. “I think you’re right. Maybe we can have a shower together when we get home.”

“That depends on how well dinner goes.”