“Oh, there’s my funny guy.”
“It wasn’t a joke. It’s pathetic how badly Ineedto hear it.”
CHAPTER
FORTY-SIX
ASPEN
What a day it’s been. Here I am, at the end of it, finally feeling like Emmett has let me all the way in. And that’s equally heartbreaking and wonderful because of who he is and what he’s overcome.
Now, I’m under the glittering sky as it shows off its beauty and he holds me like I’m the most precious thing in the world.
I want to stay just like this all night, wrapped safe and tight in Emmett’s arms, out here, where nothing and no one can wreck this moment.
Emmett’s lips dot my face in kisses.
“I need you, Aspen. In every way possible, I need you. Let me be yours.”
The confession is as honest and raw as Emmett.
“You already are.”
He pushes the sandwiches to the side.
That’s fine, there’s only one thing I want right now.
Him.
Moving together, I slide from his lap as he eases me onto the blanket. His body settles over mine, solid and warm. Our hands immediately find each other, tugging at shirts and sleeves.
First my hoodie.
Then his shirt.
We laugh when our hands get tangled.
“Hold still, Angel.”
“Bossy.”
His grin flashes in the darkness.
A cool breeze sweeps through the valley, raising goose bumps along my skin, but the chill doesn’t last. A second later, Emmett covers me completely, pulling the blanket over us and burying his face against my neck.
“This is going to be quick,” he murmurs, lips brushing my skin, “and then I’ll take you inside where I can worship you for hours.”
A shiver races through me as I let my knees fall open to accommodate him.
“I like the sound of that.”
“Which part?”
“All of it.”
His laugh is low and rough as he notches himself at my entrance.
“You’re fucking perfect. You know that?”
