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"Thank God you did. I'm so close." She leans her head back, and I capture her mouth.

"Come with me, sweetheart."

And moments later, we cross the finish line together.

After we cleaned up, we slid underneath the covers and, for the first time, snuggled after sex.

"What're you thinkin' about?" I ask while she traces my tattoos with her finger.

"How it's not fair that you have those sexy V muscles that point right to your cock, and I've gained twenty pounds." She lowers her hand to my abs.

"You're stunning," I tell her, rubbing my palm over her belly. "Watching our baby grow in your belly has had me in a constant state of blue balls. The way I craved you was quite pathetic."

She laughs, inching closer as she brushes her fingers through my hair.

"Did you really mean it when you said you're already in love with me?"

I meet her gaze. "I thought I was clear, but if you need me to reiterate—yes. Madly, deeply, foolishly in love with you."

"I've never said those words to another man before but—"

"You don't have to say it just because I did. I've had years of pent-up feelings that you have to catch up to."

"I was going to say before you rudely interrupted..." she sasses. "But if there's any man I'm in love with, it's you. Being with you feels like nothing I've experienced before. There's a reason for that."

I cup her face, pressing my forehead to hers. "You have no idea how many times I hoped some day you would."

"We were both too chickenshit."

"To be fair, you've dated some idiots, and I figured that was your type."

She playfully smacks me. "It’s slim pickings ’round here!"

"The only option you needed was right in front of you, baby." I shoot her a wink.

Her brows rise. "Too bad you waited so long to speak up."

"Could say the same about you."

We're at a stalemate as we tease each other, knowing we're both guilty.

"Was that a kick?" I ask, resting my palm on her lower belly.

"Yeah, she's wide awake." She giggles. "Always super active at night."

"I'm glad I don't have to miss this."

She places her hand over mine. "Me too."

"Of course now, I'm not going a single night without you in my bed."

"What about my bed?"

I contemplate for a moment. "We'll switch off, or you can just move your things into mine since it's bigger."

"You just hate my poster of Jace Macbride," she taunts, eyeing the five-time national bull-riding champion on the wall.

"Well, who in their right mind wants to stare at that?"

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