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Then his mouth was on mine, his hands everywhere. I couldn’t catch my breath. And I didn’t want to. I wanted to be swept away. Harrison made me feel like a princess with the way he treated me, the gift of the library, and his support.

He stepped between my legs, never pulling his mouth from mine. I leaned back on the desk, letting him pull my dress up and my panties down. He dropped to his knees again, parting my folds and licking me.

He built me up steadily until I was screaming his name, then he stood, dropping his pants just enough to remove his cock from its confines, then he was pushing inside. It was frantic and wild, and everything I needed in that moment.

He pounded into me in a way he hadn’t done before. This wasn’t making love; it was claiming. A reminder that I was his. I wanted to remember this for later when I’d relive every detail in my head, questioning if it was real.

The grip of his hands on my hips, the pulse of his cock inside me, and his breath on my face grounded me in the moment. The world exploded too quickly, and then he was falling too. I never wanted it to end.

He collapsed on top of me, and I felt the hard wood surface under my back for the first time.

I held him to me. “Thank you for the library.”

“If this is how you thank me, I’ll create new furniture for every room in the house.”

“To be fair, I’m not sure how you could top a library.” I couldn’t get over how he’d created something that was just a fantasy in my head. He was incredible.

“I’ll keep trying.” He kissed me softer this time, his hands in my hair. I felt loved. Cared for. Cherished even.

He pulled me to sit on the desk. “There’s even an electric fireplace. I wanted to install a gas one, but I didn’t want to wait.”

“This is amazing. I can’t get over it.” I couldn’t get over the time it took for him to make it in the last couple of weeks or that Ethan would take time from his family to help out a friend.

“I’d do anything for you.”

I wanted to believe him. I wanted to know he meant the words. That he’d never change his mind. But no one could predict the future. All we had was now, these promises, and trust that the person wouldn’t fall out of love. I didn’t want to think about any of that, though. Instead, I said, “Take me to bed.”

Twenty

HARRISON

We spent all of Sunday in bed, only taking breaks to cook together, with me wearing sweatpants and her a long shirt and nothing else. I wanted easy access to her body. I wanted to make love to her repeatedly.

Occasionally, Everly would wander to the office to take it all in. When I found her, she claimed it was hard for her to believe that we’d done the work in such a short amount of time. I suspected it was more that we’d done it at all. She wasn’t used to people doing nice things for her. She was always taking care of everyone around her.

She’d certainly never had anyone create something like this for her. I was proud to be the man who listened to her and wanted to give her everything she ever wanted. A library and an office were a nice start, but it was me that was the real gift. Me and Wren. A family. People by her side, loving her and supporting her. I hoped she felt the depth of my feelings.

I didn’t want her to doubt anything or pretend this wasn’t real. Because it was the most real thing in my life outside of Wren.

I hadn’t done it to prove anything to anyone but her. I wanted her to feel special. Wanted.

At the end of the night, we lay in bed watching TV.

“I've been meaning to talk to you about something,” I said, shifting so that I was propped up on the pillows, and Everly moved to sit next to me. “Silas Sharpe called me during Remi and Colton’s wedding.”

Everly’s eyes grew big. “What did he want?”

“He had a business proposition for me. He wanted to hire my company on a trial basis. He wants to see how it goes for thirty days, and if it works out, he’ll give me a hefty bonus to sign a long-term contract with him.” I had so many ideas for ways to spend the bonus—not just on the business, but possibly on a vacation for Everly, Wren, and me.

Everly’s brow furrowed. “Can you do that with the contract you signed with Gia?”

“I read through it again, and there’s no non-compete clause. No rule saying I can’t work for other companies.”

Everly chewed her lip. “I don’t think she’ll like it.”

“We’re friends, but at the end of the day, it’s a business. With the additional stream of income Silas is providing, I can afford to hire another employee to handle the weekends that we have Wren.”

“I’d love to have you around more too.”

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