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I had always gone for the nerdy guys. The smartest guys in any room, but who probably couldn’t drive a stick or change a tire if their lives depended on it.
Men who wanted to debate philosophy, not go for a hike.
And before now, that type of guy had been right for me. I certainly didn’t have any regrets.
But Remy? He was all man. And he did something to me no guy had ever done.
And it wasn’t just the muscles.
It was the way he protected and cared for me. The little things that showed he was paying attention. His body was impressive, sure, but not as impressive as his heart.
Last night, I had lain in bed, sated after multiple orgasms, and watched him sleep. Maybe it was a bit creepy, but Remy was in perpetual motion. The only time he was still was when he was sleeping. So, after one of the happiest and most memorable nights of my life, I examined my husband. I took a moment to appreciate the messy hair, the muscles, and the big, kind heart.
He was so much more than met the eye. He was vulnerable and strong. Possessive and permissive.
I could be me. All the time. In all my messy glory. And he was okay with that. Helikedthat. Showing up every day and surprising me with how much he cared.
This was so much more than a marriage of convenience. This was so much more than friends with benefits. How much more? I had no idea. All I knew was that he made me a better person. Reminded me of my value and encouraged me at every turn.
After I’d ogled my husband swinging an axe for an uncomfortable amount of time, he raised one eyebrow. I sat up on my stump, hoping he was going to suggest a shower where I could soap up all those glorious muscles.
“Hop on,” he said, walking toward me. “We should get some more carrying practice in.”
I would much rather have hopped onto another part of his impressive anatomy, but I agreed. I was the one who had written the damn training plan after all.
“Okay,” I said. “I guess we do need to practice."
“Good girl,” he said, picking me up and managing to slap my ass in the process before taking off at high speed down the hill.
* * *
We collapsed, sweaty and exhausted, under our favorite tree.
“That creek looks really good right now,” I said, tipping my head in the direction of the crisp, clear water that ran along the back of Henri’s acreage. This spot was so peaceful. There were so many things I’d forgotten over the years. For years, I had been desperate to get out of this town and live my life in the city, and after a decade of basement apartments, traffic, and constant noise, I was developing a newfound love for the tranquility of rural Maine.
Remy was reclined against the trunk beside me. “I could be persuaded to skinny dip,” he said, giving me a wink.
“The water’s probably freezing!”
“It’s July. Warmest it’s gonna get.” He bit his lip, his eyes alight as he regarded me. “Come on, I’ll race you.”
Then he was jumping up, kicking off his shoes, and peeling off his shorts, all the while running toward the water. His glutes looked extra delectable as he jumped into the creek. It was only a few feet deep, but he plunged down dramatically, splashing and throwing his arms up.
I toed off my own shoes, padding slowly toward him, watching the droplets of cool water slide down his chest.
I gathered up his shorts and boxers and folded them neatly, placing them on a nearby rock. Then, after scanning our surroundings to make sure we were alone, I added my own sports bra and shorts to the pile.
Dipping a toe into the water, I shuddered, an icy zing coursing through my veins. It was freezing, but my sweaty skin and aching muscles craved it. Almost as much as I craved my smoking hot husband, who was floating, buck naked, on his back.
I waded in, enjoying the sting of the cold water. When I was waist deep, Remy wrapped his arms around me and kissed me fiercely. “I could not ask for a better training partner. How’d I get so lucky? You’re always up for anything.”
“I’d follow your fine ass anywhere. Including an icy body of water.”
He ran his cold fingertips down either side of my ribcage, making my entire body shiver and need pulse in my core. I kissed him again, urgently, letting the cold of the water and the heat of his mouth drive me wild. I was lost for this man, my temporary husband.
Picking me up, he gripped my ass with one hand while he guided one leg around his waist. I followed suit and wound the other around him as well. His erection was nestled perfectly between our bodies, and we rubbed against one another, eager and hungry.
“Fuck.” He groaned, angling me back so I was hovering over the water while he bit at my nipples. “I need to be inside you.”
