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I broke our kiss, the urge to tell her how I felt overwhelming me. Even though our stolen moment wasn’t how I imagined telling her for the first time, I couldn’t hold the words back anymore. “I love you.”
She melted into the mattress, her eyes shining with warmth and happiness. “I love you too.” She strained to capture my lips with hers again. “Now lock the door. The next twenty minutes belong to us.”
I jumped up to the sound of her musical laughter and did as instructed. When I returned to the bed a few seconds later, she was lying on her back in nothing but her underwear, her arms over her head.
Unable to do anything else but stare at her, I drank in all the perfect curves and dips of her body. “How did I ever get so lucky?”
“I’m the lucky one.” Her voice was a tremulous whisper, her eyes heating as she watched me take off my clothes, the longing in them matching mine. My movements were jerky and efficient, yet she looked at me as if I were putting on a show.
I joined her on the bed, pulling the sheet over us, shutting out the outside world. In this moment, there were no responsibilities or shadows hanging over us. It was just the two of us. I exhaled a satisfied sigh, a smile stealing over my face before our mouths met and our bodies melded.
Our movements were rushed, knowing there was a limit to our time together. But it didn’t matter to me. Any time spent with Everleigh was precious, and I’d make the twenty minutes we had left count as much as I would if we had hours.
When I broke our kiss to pay attention to her gorgeous full breasts, my second favorite of her assets—the first being her mouth—she moaned before pulling me back up. “No time. I want to feel you. Please.”
There was no way I’d ever refuse her anything. Especially not when it was whispered in a breathy moan.
I lined up, teasing her until she mindlessly rocked against me, her body flushed.
Entering her with deliberate slowness so I could savor every inch, I strained against the need to plunge deep.
My hand went under one of her thighs, and I lifted her leg, sliding in a little deeper. The softness of her breasts against me, combined with the love I felt for her, magnified every touch, every kiss.
We’d had a rocky path to get here, but I’d never let her go. She was my perfect match, the one person in the world who seemed to have been made just for me.
My lips and hands continued their hungry search of her body, my movements growing less refined with every stroke and caress.
When Everleigh shattered, the force of her release carried me to the highest high.
Our bodies wound around each other, staying connected in as many places as possible while we caught our breath.
“Let’s save water and shower together,” I suggested, burying my head in her neck.
She held me to her, running her hands through my hair. “Thea is going to be so mad at us.”
We both knew it would take a lot longer if we showered together. And we’d probably use a lot more water too. But my need for her hadn’t lessened. Quite the opposite.
After a long and thorough shower, we finally joined Thea and Sofie in the kitchen.
“Daddy,” Sofie squealed and jumped into my arms. This would never get old, and I hoped she’d do it for many years to come. “You slept forever. Thea made me pancakes for breakfast. With ice cream.”
Thea playfully swatted her with a dish towel. “That was supposed to be our secret.”
Everleigh laughed, snatching a pancake off the plate on the counter. “There is no such thing as a secret with a seven-year-old.”
Thea narrowed her eyes at me. “If William finds out how easy it was for you to break in, he’s going to tighten security. Again. At the rate I’m going, I’ll have an escort to the bathroom soon.”
Everleigh finished the last bite of her pancake, holding out the plate to me. “Why is he so worried? Is there something going on that you’re not telling me?”
I took a pancake and ate it without utensils or maple syrup. They were delicious, and I was starving.
Thea pushed a plate my way. “Caveman,” she mumbled. “And we may have had a few incidents that may have been dangerous. But it’s all under control.”
“What incidents?” Everleigh’s voice was low, and we all knew she was about to yell.
Thea waved her off, looking sheepish. “Just a teeny-tiny explosion on one of his yachts. And someone shot at me a few weeks ago.”
“And I’m only hearing about this now?” Everleigh shrieked.
