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It was everything that Katrina had wanted, and he’d remembered.
But he was living this dream without her.
A sudden wave of sadness hit her, and she couldn’t hide her expression from him no matter how hard she tried.
“What’s wrong?”
Because he always knew.
She could change this. She had the power to. All she had to do was...
“Follow me,” she said to him, and she walked past him, back down the short hallway, into the kitchen area where the lighting was the best, hearing his footsteps behind her the whole way. When she turned back to him, worry was etched in his features.
“Trina, have I said something wrong?”
“I just want to show you something.”
“Okay?” He drew the word out and one corner of her mouth lifted in a smile.
She knew exactly what she had to do.
Slowly, deliberately, she lifted the side of her skirt, exposing her lacy thong she wore underneath. She watched his eyes widen and smiled as they stayed fixated on her skirt after she let it go.
“What—”
“Those are my big girl panties,” Katrina interrupted him. “I put them on this morning knowing what I had to do, what I had to say, to make this right.”
“What are you saying?”
His eyes finally met hers, and she saw the longing there.
The same she felt for him.
He took a step towards her, then another, and another until he was standing so close, they nearly touched. She looked up at him, taking in his alluring features, her eyes searching his before they fell to his lips.
And she kissed him.
Slowly, hesitantly, she felt him open to her as their mouths gently touched again and again. She felt a tremor in his hands that he placed on either side of her face and her own hands traveled up his chest, one settling where she felt his heart pounding.
And she realized it was in rhythm with hers.
It always had been.
He pulled back then, his hands still cupping her cheeks. “I’ve always loved you, Trina, but I can’t—”
“I’m all in.”
She watched his eyes soften as he held her gaze.
“I swear to you, Ren. I love you. I’m all in.”
He muttered a curse before he leaned forward, and when she kissed him back it was lush and full, lips and tongues, murmured words of love, of adoration as he lifted her up onto the island and pushed her skirt out of the way. She wrapped her legs around him, feeling how hard he was for her beneath his jeans.
“I swear to you, you won’t be sorry,” he whispered harshly in her ear, his kisses hot on her neck.
She reached between them and began helping him undo his jeans. “We have all the time in the world,” she breathed, “but right now, I need to feel you inside of me, please.”
His hands traveled up her legs while hers circled him, and he let out a shuddering moan.
