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"You are mine, and I'm not going anywhere.If you want to live on that ranch, then I'm coming with you.If you want to live here, then I'm staying here.You having your memory back changes nothing.Other than now, I get to have my cock in you and fully claim you as mine.Because you are mine, sweet Rose."
I have been his from the moment I opened my eyes in the hospital, and I don't want to even pretend that I haven't been.
"I'm yours, just like you are mine."
He doesn't respond.Instead, he growls and increases his thrusts.
"I've been yours long before I even knew you existed.I am not me without you."He leans in and kisses me.
The kiss is all-consuming.My senses are hyper focused on his lips on mine, and the pleasure of it, that I don't realize he's moved his hand until the pressure on my clit pulls me from the kiss and slams my orgasm into me hard.
"That's it.Let go for me."Miles whispers as I try to gasp for breath.My body is on fire and I swear my soul leaves me before I come crashing back to reality with the sound of his release.
Watching him let go makes me understand why he likes watching me.The pure bliss on his face because of me is intoxicating and such a high.The outside world can't touch us here.
When he rolls to his side and pulls me with him, our bubble protects us.But we can't stay here forever.
Chapter 15
Miles
It'sbeenafewweeks since everything with her stepmother came out.We’ve filed and prepared a lot of paperwork, but today she's finally moving back into her childhood home and reclaiming it like she should have.
Making up for lost time, the last few weeks we've also spent as much time in bed as possible.And the best part is that she asked me to move in with her, and of course, I said yes.
I've been looking for a ranch to buy in the Rock Springs area, and every one that I looked at just didn't seem right.It didn't feel like home, and I kept saying the right one will come along and I'll just know.Stepping on to the ranch with her today, I just knew that this was where I was supposed to be.
Yesterday, we were over at the house cleaning and moving things around.Basically, we’re undoing her stepmother's decorations in preparation for our stuff to be brought here today.
The moment that she told Megan about it, Megan's entire family came together to help us move.We had more trucks and more hands than we could possibly need.In just two hours, they had helped pack up everything and moved my entire rental.
Now I stand here watching her with Megan and the girls as they redecorate the house, and I don't think I've ever seen her smile so much.She’s completely in her element.Even Maggie and Nick came out to help, Nick has been in the kitchen cooking up food for everyone for the last hour.
He's an award-winning chef, but wanted to stay in his hometown.So he chose to work with Jason down at WJ’s, the old country bar turned family restaurant that draws people in from as far as Dallas.
Since we're all here, he says he has so many recipes that he wants to try out on us.There is no way any of us are going to turn that down.
Ever since I decided to make Rock Springs my home, this family has pulled me in and taken me under their wing.But until today, I never truly felt a part of the family.Maybe it's because I was the only single one around, but now that I have my girl here with us, it seems like everything has just clicked into place.
By the time everyone leaves, this place truly feels like home.Starting to clean up, we take care of some empty boxes and rearranging a few last things in the bedroom.
"It’s so weird to think that this is going to be our room now,” Rose says.“This was always my mom and dad's room.Though it wasn't off-limits, it was not someplace I would go into daily.But it had this magical quality of making me feel better when I was sick because I'd crawl into bed with them.Or I'd love the times I’d be able to watch my mom get ready to go to some event, putting on her fancy clothes, makeup, and jewelry and watching her transform from Mom into what I thought then was a princess."
"Would you rather move into your old room?"I ask as I pull her into my arms.
"No, this feels right.It feels like they want us here.Besides, if you had seen my room before they redecorated it, you would want nothing to do with it."
"Why is that?"I chuckle, loving hearing these stories from her.
"It was pink.Pink walls, pink bedding, pink curtains.My mom had helped me decorate it, and after she died, I just couldn't bring myself to change it because I felt like I still had a piece of her."
"So, let's recreate the room.There was some pink stuff up in the attic when we were up there," I tell her, remembering yesterday when we were pulling stuff down to use to redecorate.
"What do we need with a pink room?"she asks, shaking her head.
Placing my hand on her stomach, I catch her attention.Not once have I used a condom when we were making love.Maybe I should be regretful about that, but I'm not.
"I think a pink room would be great," she says with a large smile on her face.It’s a smile I plan to keep there as often as possible.
