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"You are supposed to be here in the morning."

"I told you around two or three in the A.M. The pilot made very good time and for that I am grateful." He took her hands in his. "How is my baby mama and why are you not sleeping?"

"Because your baby mama was suffering from indigestion and missing her man. You are here."

"I am here." Rising, he pulled her gently to her feet. "And I think I deserve a proper greeting."

His arms came around her waist as he brought her flush up against him. "Hi darling."

"Hi." She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned in as he took her lips. It started out slow and soft and then turned into a raging inferno until he was practically devouring her mouth. He ended the kiss reluctantly, his forehead mashing against hers as he took several deep fortifying breaths. "Shall we take this upstairs?"

"Absolutely."

*****

"I think we broke something." Remi was still trying to catch her breath after the very hectic round of lovemaking.

"That would be my cock. I think you wrenched it out of its socket." His green eyes were twinkling. "Woman, you were quite enthusiastic there."

"You were taking too long." She spread her fingers over the dampness of his chest hairs and could feel the unsteady beating of his heart.

"I was trying to take my trousers off, you were just too impatient."

"I was horny." She traced a pattern through the hairs, her lashes lifting as she stared at him. "I did not hear you complaining."

"Why the hell would I?" he growled, capturing her hand. "I spent the entire journey dreaming of ripping whatever clothing you were wearing to shreds. I almost snapped at the driver to tell him he was driving too slow."

She laughed at that and snuggled closer. "Welcome home."

"It's good to be back," he heaved a sigh.

"It was bad."

"Not bad exactly, just incredibly sad."

"Did the parents know? About the pregnancy."

He shook his head. "It does not seem that way and the sister did not say anything to me." He brushed back tendrils of hair clinging to her moist forehead. He felt settled and really at home.

Now that he was with her, he could feel the warmth of home and hearth and it was not just a cliche. "The dad tried to be strong, but Ms. Bisasor was holding on by a thread."

"She lost her daughter to violence." She shook her head. "How did she go from being with you to being with that snake?"

He smiled. "He charmed her. That's what snakes do."

"I am happy with how it turned out. I might sound damn selfish, but the thought of never meeting you, never experiencing what we have right here, makes me weak."

His expression turned tender. "Somehow, I believe that we would have met each other. I believe that we would have found a way to be together. I was wandering around and certainly not looking for you and there you were. I was brought up in a very indifferent household and you were brought up in a violent one.

No one ever lifted a hand to me, perhaps because there was no love there. I don't know if that is entirely accurate, but to them, I was just a product of a duty coupling and nothing more. My father wanted an heir and mother obliged him."

"I often wondered out loud of course, why they had two of us. Why not just me? Because it was plain that they had no love for us whatsoever.

My mother was stoned out of her mind most of the time and he would be drunk and violent. When we were growing up, I feared that David and I would inherit those traits and I would drum it into his head that he was not even to try smoking. I was afraid that we would turn out like them."

He touched her cheek gently, the movement one of comfort. "It just proves that we do not have to become our parents." He inclined his head.

"In my previous relationships, if you could call them that, I did not care, I did not make the effort. I would give pleasure of course, treat the woman with courtesy and buy plenty of gifts, all of which did not take any effort on my part, but the emotions were not there.

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