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I can imagine it as it could be. A home for me and Grant and maybe even children we might have.

It’s a hope I never imagined I could have for myself—not since that day Grant came to get me from school and brought me into years of lockdown. The hope changes things for me.

It changes everything.

All I’ve ever expected is a tightly guarded life in the bunker, and my only daydream was spending that life with Grant. The possibility of having more—having this—is shattering.

It’s dark by the time we return to camp, and the bulletproof vehicle is the only thing that keeps me from panicking. But we don’t run into another human being on the drive although we do have to brake for a young deer who’s trailing too far behind her herd.

I’m exhausted as we finally walk back into my apartment.

Exhausted but so happy I can barely contain it inside me.

“I’m going to take a quick shower,” I say when Grant just stands in the living area, looking like he’s not sure what to do with his hands. “If you’ve got enough energy, you might as well go back to your place and start packing up.”

His eyebrows lift, and a little smile quivers on the corners of his mouth.

“Since you’re going to be moving in here with me,” I add by way of (unnecessary) explanation.

“Okay. I think that’s an excellent plan, and I won’t even mention that I’m supposed to be making the first moves from now on.”

I freeze, having completely forgotten this little fact.

Grant laughs. For so long, I wasn’t aware that he even knew how. “I’ll wash up and change and bring one load with me tonight. Then I’ll get the rest tomorrow.”

I nod, pleased and already heading for my bathroom.

I’ve showered, brushed my teeth, pulled on a little gown, and climbed under the covers before Grant returns. I’ve turned off the light in the bedroom but left the door open to the lit living area so I can see as he walks back in. He’s got a cart piled up with clothes and personal items, and he just leaves it near the door and joins me in bed.

He pulls off the clean T-shirt and sweats he put on after his shower and gets under the covers in just his underwear.

He smells like soap and toothpaste. He pulls me into his arms, turning me on my side so our bodies are pressed tightly together.

“You still love me?” he murmurs against my ear.

My body shakes with silent amusement. “Yes, I haven’t changed my mind in the half hour you were gone.”

“And you want to make a life with me? Have a home? Maybe a family?”

“Yes. I want all of that with you.”

“Good. Just making sure I wasn’t hallucinating.” He ducks his head to kiss the crook of my neck. “I love you so much, princess. For so long, I thought I’d never be allowed to tell you.”

“Well, you can.” I roll back onto my back as his kissing becomes more urgent. He comes with me, resting a lot of his weight on me in a way I can’t help but enjoy. “You can tell me as often as you want. I’ve been waiting to hear it for a really long time.”

“I love you,” he mumbles, rubbing his scratchy jaw against my cheek and then kissing his way down my neck. “I love you.”

“Love you too.” I arch up as he mouths one of my breasts through the fabric of my gown.

“Why did you bother with this thing?” he grumbles, grabbing fistfuls of my gown and dragging it up over my head. “You should have been ready for action like I am.”

Giggling, I run my fingertips up and down his back from his shoulders to his ass. “I feel silly lying in bed completely naked.”

“Why is it silly? The word for it is practical.” Now that he’s tossed my gown halfway across the room, he lifts himself up enough to stare down at me, his eyes focused on my breasts. He left the bedroom door open so there’s plenty of light coming in for him to see. “I’ll never get enough of seeing you like this.”

That’s very nice to hear. It sends a warm wave of pleasure all through my body. He stares down at me for so long that I squirm my hips. Just the way he’s looking at me is turning me on.

He smiles as if he realizes it.

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