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I smile again, shaking my head. She's a mess in the best way. "I have to move in with you," I say instead of telling her that.
"You do?" She narrows her eyes on me, suddenly suspicious. "Why?"
"Because I have this problem," I say, kneading her ass in my hands, remembering how fucking incredible it felt to take her here last night. We will be doing that again, just as soon as I manage to get her pregnant. She may not realize it yet, but she may already be carrying my kid. We didn't use protection. The thought of having a barrier between us doesn't appeal to me at all. Getting this woman pregnant would be the greatest blessing in my life right next to her.
"What problem?"
"The one where I slept with you in my arms last night and now I can't ever sleep without you in them again," I growl, running my nose up the soft plane of her cheek. "You ruined me, sweet lamb. I need you now. Forever."
"Sage," she whispers, her eyes welling with tears.
"I love you, Trinity," I say, rolling until she's on her back beneath me and I'm hovering over her. My hair falls forward, narrowing my world to just her. Exactly the way it should be. This woman is everything I never knew I wanted, and everything I'd die to protect. The only place she'll ever run again is to me, intomyarms. Exactly where she belongs.
"Sage," she whispers again, crying openly now. "I love you too."
"Is that why you ran this morning, lamb? You thought I wouldn't feel the same?"
She nods. "You asked for one night," she says, her bottom lip quivering in a way that makes my chest ache. She's too beautiful for tears yet is somehow ravishing with them slipping down her cheeks. "I was so afraid you'd tell me you only wanted one night. I didn't want my last memory with you to be you breaking my heart."
"Never, baby girl," I vow, leaning down to capture her lips with mine. I kiss her gently, tasting her tears. "Your heart belongs to me now. I'll guard it with my life. No one will ever break it or make you cry without answering to me."
"You're making me cry right now!" she cries, making me chuckle.
I deepen the kiss, distracting her. Her arms slide around my shoulders, anchoring her body to mine. For long moments, we lose ourselves in one another, making up for the painful hours she wasn't right here where she belongs. That won't happen again. Wherever she goes, I follow. Even if it's to the ends of the earth.
Her leg curves around my hip, opening her up to me in silent invitation. She needs me again. I need her too. It's physically painful not to be inside her. Nothing has ever felt as right as it does when she's wrapped around me, pleading with me not to stop.
We both gasp on the first deep thrust, falling still. Reveling. Last night, there was a hint of urgency to our furious lovemaking, as if we were both trying to gorge ourselves on one another. As if we were both afraid our time was slowly running out. When we got back here from the airport, there was the urgency to be connected again. That's gone now. This time, I take her slow, making love to her until we're both dripping sweat, both lost in love and found in one another.
I tell her over and over that I love her. It's as if speaking those words out loud freed us both. We kiss and touch and fuck, until we're both trembling on the edge. I send her over with my hands tangled with hers, our lips locked together.
Her cry of completion dances across my lips and spills into my soul.
I spill into her, giving her all of me. My heart, my soul, my seed. Everything.
"You really want to move to Los Angeles?" she asks a long time later, her voice soft and sleepy. I'm guessing she didn't sleep much last night. She probably laid awake all night, stressing herself out about leaving this morning. I feel like an asshole for sleeping through it. She wore me out yesterday.
"I'd follow you to hell if that's what you asked of me, lamb," I murmur, pulling her over on top of me and then dragging the covers up over us. I'll be missing our meeting with Vanna. She'll understand. I looked through the photos on the way to the airport this morning. They're incredible. Especially the ones of Trinity splayed across the white chaise like a wanton sacrifice. She's pure sex, so fucking beautiful there's not a chance in hell I'll ever let Vanna publish those photos. They're mine. Just for me.
But the last one I took of her on the roof, that one is pure gold. As soon as Vanna sees it, I know she'll agree. My girl looks stunning. Not a single part of it needs retouching.
"What about your job?" Trinity asks, snuggling up against my chest.
"I can take pictures anywhere," I murmur. "There is no shortage of models in Los Angeles. I can work from there as easily as I can from Chicago or New York."
"You love traveling."
"I do, but I've seen the world, lamb. I've been everywhere and done a little of everything. And in all that time, I never found the one thing I was looking for. I never found you."
"Sage," she whispers.
"It's true. We can travel on your schedule but traveling won't ever complete me the way holding you does. You're my soul, sweet lamb. I go where you go. The rest will sort itself out eventually," I say, meaning it. We may have to make adjustments, but we'll make them together. We'll figure out the future together. There is no rule that says we have to figure it out right now. We have a lifetime to get it right. And I plan to spend every spare moment of that lifetime with this woman in my arms.
Precisely where she belongs.
"I can't believe this is really happening," she whispers. "I can't believe you love me."
"How could I not?" I ask, tipping my head to place a kiss on her crown. "You're everything good in this world, lamb.Everything." And I'm not nearly crazy enough to let her go now that I've found her. Taking pictures is what I learned to do but loving her is what I was born to do. When I die, that's what I want the world to remember. This woman and the beauty she brought into my life. The purpose and the joy.
