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“I’m not. I swear.”
“Are you really not joking?”
“I’d never joke about this,” I say, wondering where she’s going with this.
You’re joking.
You don’t OWN me.
That’s a terrible thing to say.
How dare you…
She blinks again, and tears slide down her cheeks.
“I wanted the same the first time I saw you,” she whispers. “It was more than a crush. It was like you said, more than I’ve ever felt. But likethat. Right then. I couldn’t fight it. I tried to. It seemed so unrealistic.”
“It’s incredible,” I whisper, leaning closer, kissing her tenderly. “I can’t believe it. So you’ve got no problem with me saying….”
“What, Logan?”
“I hope the first time I take you,” I growl, squeezing her just-mine hips tighter, “I get you pregnant. I hope that in nine months from tonight,tonight….” I squeeze her even harder, letting her feel who she belongs to. She moans and shifts against me. “We’re going to have a child together.”
“No,” she says in the sweetest voice. “I don’t have a problem with that at all.”
She radiantly smiles as we kiss, and I can feel her smiling through the kiss, making the sort of noises that have me wishing we were somewhere else. Alone.
Bryce knocks on the glass. “Time to go, lovebirds.”
She leans back in my embrace. “I think I can easily say this has been the best day of my life.”
“Mine was Anna’s birth,” I tell her, laying my lips against her forehead, inhaling the scent of her hair. “But I know we’re going to create so much happiness and joy. I know this is a close, close,closesecond.”
“We’ll always keep her memory alive,” Lucy says.
“I like the sound of thatalways.”
“After this party, I want you to tell me all about her. Everything. And our kids will know about her too.”
I smooth my hands up her body and take her hands. “I like the sound of that. But I’ll tell you tomorrow. Don’t forget, Lucy… I’ve got plans for you after the party.”
She bites her lip, looking sexy as fuck, like she’s ready for another release. “Tomorrow, then.”
Another knock on the glass. “Am I going to have to drag your ass in here?”
I chuckle. “I’d like to see you try.”
Lucy brushes her dress down, and, taking my arm, we walk out together.
CHAPTERTWENTY-ONE
Lucy
“It’s going to be okay,” he tells me in his husky voice, his hands making mine warm as he holds me tenderly.
Tenderly, yes, because of everything that’s happened between us.
But I can also feel the hunger there, the animal in him trying to break free.
