Page 145 of The Prodigal Twin


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His surprised chuckle causes me to moan some more. “Fuck me like you love me then.” He flips us and I’m on top of him.

I slide down on him and flatten my palms on his chest. Throwing my head back, I do as he tells me to do. I fuck him like I love him.

“I fell in love that night,” I whisper in his ear.

“And I’m still in love tonight.” Walt pulls me into a kiss so pure and loving, I know that tonight has changed so much for us.

I love my husband.

Walt kisses my shoulder and leaves a scorching trail of his kisses up my neck, waking me up. The sun is shining brightly in my face, so I turn, hiding in the comfort of Walt’s arms.

“Good morning, Cupcake.”

“Good morning.” I answer back and kiss his chest.

Walt kisses the top of my head, and I wrap my leg and arm around his body.

“What are you, a sloth now?” He teases.

“Mmhmm. I am.”

We lay there quietly for a while, just enjoying the quiet.

“Rowe wants to honor our baby. That’s no longer here.” I tell Walt. “We want to do it together, with you and maybe as a family. I don’t know what he has planned, but he said he wanted to honor his sibling.”

“It’s a sweet gesture. Of course, I’ll go. I’d loved to be there. How do you feel?”

“About everything? I’m okay. I think that Rowe wanting to do that is much more than I was thinking, which is good. It sucks that we lost a baby, but I understand the circumstances were out of our hands. I’ll forever cherish that baby, but I want more to love them and watch them grow up. I want to be a good mom, Walt. Not just to our future children, but to Rowe as well. I want to be better than mine.”

“You already are leagues better. I already know you know, but I’ll say it just in case. If something happens to me. I expect you to still shower our kids with love.”

Moving up to be face to face with Walt, I caress his face. “Thank you, baby. And Walt, nothing will happen to you. We are going to shower our kids with love. Our kids won’t grow up without us. We won’t allow it.”

“You’re damn right about that. We have an important and pressing topic to discuss, though.”

“What is it?”

“Who in the fuck gave you that tattoo?”

I can’t help it as I laugh. “Lars did it.”

“He just really wants me to knock him down to my size. We’ll have words later.” He shakes his head and reaches for his phone. “Who am I kidding?” Lars picks up on the second ring. “What in the hell is wrong with you?”

Lars chuckles. “Saw the tattoo, did you? I figured you would with the way she was dressed.”

“Of course, you saw that, too.”

“Yup. For the record, Hunter asked her what the hell she was wearing.”

“And you just stood by mute?”

“No, I offered to drive.”

“You’ll see me later, LARS.”

Lars laughs again. “Yeah, I’ll have my gloves.”

“Babe, this is why I said you’re dramatic, because that was dramatic.”

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