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I stilled. “They were targeting you?”
“They might have been, but they weren’t. The people at the end of my scope were like me, snipers for hire… it could so easily have been me who was slotted to die that day.” He leaned up slightly and pressed his mouth to mine. “I was embroiled in an international incident in the making, and as I dealt with the politics, all I wanted was to come home.”
“To me,” I whispered.
“Yes," he growled, the words torn from him.
I felt his love.
His fear for me.
His rage that I could be hurt.
His need to have me by his side.
His admission was so raw and real that it had me clambering over him as I straddled his hips.
Looming above him, my hair flying around us in a curtain, I whispered, “I always want you to come home to me.”
“I may not be able to do that one day.”
The pain in his eyes made tears burn in mine. “You need to make sure you do. You’re not allowed to leave me, Eoghan.”
“I can’t control that, sweetheart. I lost that ability a long time ago when I was recruited.”
I bit my lip. “I-I don’t want you to go.”
His hands slipped down to my hips. “I don’t want to go either.”
“Are we in danger now?”
“I wasn’t in danger in the first place,” he reasoned. “But I could have been. It never mattered before—”
A cry escaped me. “Of course it mattered! If you’d died, we’d never have had this! We’d never have been together. I’d never have known you and what it was to love you and be loved by you.” I grabbed his shoulders. “And what would your mom and dad have done? They’d have lost it even more than they already have.” I felt the tears pouring down my cheeks and knew they landed on his face, but they ran unchecked, and we both let them. “Eoghan, you might feel alone, and in those situations, you might be alone, but you’re not.You’re not.You never have been.”
His mouth worked before he admitted, “How can we have a family, Inessa? I know you’re not ready for one, and I’m not either, but in the future, how can we? I can’t protect you from life and miscarriages and—”
This was about me.
Not him.
Not his own safety.
About mine.
This man, this control freak. My husband. The love of my life.
I pressed my mouth to his in a gentle kiss before I whispered, “You stand by my side, Eoghan. You do what Finn’s doing. You be there. You show up. Nothing more, nothing less.”
Before he could answer, I slipped my tongue along the curve of his lips, and as he parted them, I coaxed his into playing as I felt his cock stirring against me.
Whatever the hell this had started as, it had morphed as it always would, into him and me coming together, exposing our fears and baring our souls.
His hands rubbed the curve of my ass, his fingers pressing inward as they dipped between the cheeks, the tips slanted toward my labia.
As I rocked my hips, encouraging him to explore, I pulled back from our kiss and told him, “I want you by my side, Eoghan. Forever. Do you understand me?” I nipped his bottom lip to punctuate the point, and he growled beneath his breath. “I’m in love with you. I’ll always be in love with you. You do what you have to do, what you’re obliged to do, and I will never judge you for it. But you will come back to me. Always. Understand?”
His lips twitched into a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “Bossy.”
