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When his eyes fluttered open, Becca’s eyes had glossed over. Her lips trembled ever so slightly, which broke Noah’s heart into a million pieces.
“You promise?” she said in a strained voice.
“I do. It’s forever and beyond for me.”
Noah had never been more certain about anything in his life. His heart beat for her and only her. If they were ever to be apart again, a vital portion of him would be severed. They embraced on the bench, with Becca quietly weeping away the misery of the past.
He was going to heal her. He was going to make sure she would never crumble in his eyes like that ever again. He would rebuild her trust and their love, brick by brick.
TEN
BECCA
Becca was doing everything she could not to swoon over Noah. She was falling again and falling fast, and it didn’t help that everything seemed to be pushing her back toward him. It seemed as predictable as the sun rising in the morning and the moon at night.
But seeing him spill his soul for her when he informed her about Dustin and the rogue bear and kissing her hands in a genuine, loving manner, how on earth was she going to stop herself? They had been madly in love before he vanished, and he returned to her, cap in hand, an endless sea of apologies and promises.
The rational portion of her brain told her that actions spoke louder than words. He had only been back in town for a few days and had already backed up those words with actions … telling her about Dustin, volunteering to search for the rogue bear the night before, and taking the chance with her at the lake house instead of fleeing again. All of that, plus the look in his eyes that gave her a glimpse into infinity, reassured Becca that his words were sincere.
Even without the reassurance, she had to catch her breath every time he turned away, the bare, thick craning of his neck muscles, the wash of musky and vanilla scent that bathed her body in titillating arousal. All of that gave way to the memories, those luscious, sexy moments where time stood still. Their lovemaking shook the earth beneath their feet, threatening to split in half from the force of their passion.
All of that coiled inside of Becca’s belly, whimpering to be soothed after so many years of pent-up agony and sorrow. It was a searing, blinding-hot sensation inside her body that sufficiently blocked out the whispers of rationale that begged her to “take it slow.”
Becca managed to keep her fervent desires at bay while they went inside to eat breakfast. She had forgotten how nurturing he was, participating in domestic duties that were often reserved for women in the clan. One of those things was cooking. It was a love language to him, and God, how she loved to watch him do it.
“I was thinking we could go for a hike today,” Noah said, sliding three fried eggs that accompanied toast, sausage, and bacon upon Becca’s plate. “Lev told me that there’s a waterfall about eight miles from here.”
Noah had made another cup of coffee, and Becca was holding it near her lips when she nodded. Her leg bounced up and down mercilessly as she indulged in the thought of waterfall scenery, deliciously topped with a shirtless Noah. She had to stifle a grunt at the mere thought.
“That sounds wonderful, honey,” she replied. “I would love to get a little wet with you.”
Noah’s dark eyes glistened like starlight. They had slid back into the habit of using pet names for one another, which Becca really didn’t mind. It was an odd situation the two of them were in, like a couple who were wed for decades, seeking to reignite the flame that had brought them together.
The difference was that their flame had never died. It had merely been a lonely fire flickering in the dark on some desolate hill. She could feel the inferno approaching, a pleasant flowering in her core that glittered all the way up her spine. All it would take was a breath, a touch, or a look for them to combust.
After finishing breakfast, Noah made sure she left the dishes untouched. She jeered at him that she didn’t need a maid or servant, but he was unyielding. She enjoyed their playful banter back and forth just as it had been.
They packed some lunch, snacks, water, a blanket, and an extra set of clothes for Noah in case he wanted to shift into his bear form and play in the water. Becca was ready first, wearing high-waisted shorts and a tank top that made her breasts look phenomenal. She had her hair pulled into a ponytail and sat a bowl hat on her head to protect herself from the sun.
Becca also adorned sunglasses, not because the rays of the sun were too much, but because she needed to hide her facial responses. The logical part of her had almost completely checked out by that point, fading away into the glassy stillness of the lake.
When Noah emerged, he, too, wore shorts and a tank top. He scampered down the driveway to meet her, and this time, Becca couldn’t contain herself.
“Wow,” she muttered.
Noah gave her a smug look as he adjusted the knapsack on his back. The veins in his hands ran all the way up his forearms and biceps, looking like pale blue, thick ropes. Her breath caught in her throat when she recalled the one time they had boldly made love on the balcony of a hotel, with Noah showcasing his strength by holding her body mid-air while he stroked vehemently inside her.
“What?”
That was when the sunglasses came in handy. Becca resisted squeezing her thighs together, already dripping in her underwear, and turned away, her bottom lip caught between her teeth.
“Nothing, you just …” she stumbled with her words. “You look great, Noah. I’m sure you know that.”
He chuckled.
“I like it when you say it,” he replied.
Noah could have teased her a bit more, but he didn’t. He simply beamed and pointed to where their trail began.
