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With a sigh of bewilderment and a shake of her head, she answers, “This is a real-life fairy tale that doesn’t feel real yet. Yes, Torben. My answer is yes.”

I let out a loud whoop that has dogs barking. “Until you come home with me, this is the best I can do for a ring.” Hitching her close, I twirl her in a circle in my arms.

Hailey gives a shrieking, nervous laugh, but I’ve got her.

Still laughing, she plants her soft mouth against mine, both out of breath. Holding her small bottom steady against me, I slip one hand under the hem of her shirt, reveling in the feel of her warm, damp skin.

Hailey moans into my kiss, spiking my desire to let my hands roam, to let my fingers explore places that should not be explored in public.

And yet she rolls again when she feels my cock twitch in response to her needy little noises.

I should warn her to stop; that moaning and moving like that makes me rock hard.

But I don’t say that because I’m enjoying this too much. I enjoy having her wrapped around me, our tongues tasting and exploring, both of us slightly sunburnt and sweaty and smelling like dogs and goats, tall grass lapping our limbs, songbirds chirping, the breeze rushing in the pines, the babble of the creek, distant voices echoing up and down the hillside.

With my eyes closed, it feels almost like home. I could be back in the countryside in Gravenland, but instead of hunting pheasant with my brother, I’m enjoying the simple and immense pleasures with my person.

Breathless, she pulls away from the heated kiss and skims her open lips and tongue over my jaw.

“Torben, what do I call you?”

“Hm?” I’m momentarily lost in her tender caresses and kisses.

Her soft body and warm, wet mouth drive me so wild that I barely hear the question.

“What do I call you for a pet name?”

“Hm. Yes. Pet name,” I mindlessly repeat while she worships my face with her decadent kisses, my hand roaming up her side, under her shirt.

Hailey giggles. “We should get you out of the sun; I think you’re getting dehydrated and silly,” she says, examining my face.

I don’t like that she’s stopped kissing me, so my hand travels higher along the side of her torso until it’s even with her breast.

“I do not have sunstroke. I’m thinking,” I say, staring at her pink, swollen mouth, thinking about how I’d love to watch it take my length and suck me dry.

Hailey drags the pad of her index finger over my lips. “You were not thinking with anything but that twitchy fellow downstairs.”

I give her a heated look. “Can you blame me with the way you’re rubbing? I’m ready to take you in the grass, wife.”

The sun-kissed pink of her cheeks grows darker, and she trembles. “I won’t say no, thunder bear,” she says.

“You’ve been googling my name, I see.”

“A girl has to run a background check to make sure you are who you say you are.”

My thumb slides an inch until it’s nestled between the underside of her breast and ribs. Her tiny nostrils flare so slightly that I almost miss it.

“And what else did you learn about me?” I ask.

She shivers, and the movement makes me ache.

Despite knowing we’re headed into some delicious, dangerous territory, I allow my thumb to slide upward over a nipple so fucking hard I growl.

“N-nothing. I passed out at ‘thunder bear.’”

I tweak her nipple.

Hailey squirms in my arms as she lets out a small, raspy shriek of arousal. “You’re…you’re not going to be able to hold me like this for much longer.”

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