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“Well, it’s not over yet. The boats are about to parade through the bayou. It’s all locals who know us and where we are. Do you feel up to it?”

“I’m not sleepy yet, so yes,” she said.

Once again, she was secure in his hand as he led her toward the dock area. Taking a seat on the beautiful wooden benches, she curled into his warmth, happy to have his big body blocking the wind.

When the lights began to appear, reflecting off the water, the oohs and ahhs of the crowd showed that they were enthralled by the spectacle. Revelers aboard the boats were dressed as kings, queens, and court jesters, all tossing beads, candy, and other items to the spectators on shore.

“What do you think?” asked Mike, staring at her face. The expression of amazement and childlike wonder made him smile.

“I think it’s the most wonderful thing in the world. I never had the time to do things like this before. Granny was always busy with the store, and my parents weren’t around. I didn’t realize how much I’d missed out on in my own city. Considering how my day started, I can’t believe I’m sitting here, watching this. With you.”

Mike turned to her, touching the gentle curve of her jawline. Lifting her chin, he touched his lips to hers, pulling her closer and closer until she was seated on his lap. The rustle of the fabric of her gown sent chills up his spine for some reason. Taking it off would be a chore he’d enjoy.

Sage wrapped her arms around his neck, tasting the flavors of their meal. He didn’t drink, so the taste of sweet tea permeated her tongue, and that made her smile. His hand settled at her waist. The warmth of his fingers felt through the veil-thin fabric. Pulling back, she stared at him.

“What now?” she whispered.

“Now, we go back to the cottage and talk about how I’m going to make love to you.”

CHAPTER EIGHT

Sage was surprised to find a stack of clothing in the spare bedroom, neatly folded on top of the dresser. There were blue jeans, sweaters, sweatshirts, t-shirts, coats, and more. Even undergarments. In the bathroom was a full cosmetic bag with everything she could possibly need. There were two pairs of silk pajamas, but she felt self-conscious putting them on. Instead, she walked back into the living room in her gown.

“Were there no clothes in the room?” asked Mike, confused that she was still in the ball gown.

“Oh, yes. I just, I mean, I didn’t want to come out in pajamas,” she said nervously. “I can put something on if you think this is weird.”

“Sage, I don’t think anything is weird. I love that fucking dress on you. It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”

“I’m a virgin!” She blurted it out, staring at him. “I’m sorry. I just had to get that out there. If that changes how you feel, it’s okay. I’m a virgin, and I’m proud of it. I didn’t want to have a ton of babies running around and no father, and I didn’t want to give myself to someone I didn’t truly have feelings for, and I was worried…”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” he laughed, shaking his head. He patted the seat beside him on the leather sofa. “Come here. Please.”

“I didn’t mean to dump all of that on you,” she said, shaking her head. “I’m just nervous, and I’m having trouble understanding why you would choose me. Am I just a one-night stand for you?”

Mike was almost angry at her statement, but the truth was, she didn’t know him and didn’t understand him and his family. They were different. Different from the vast majority of men and women out in the world today. He needed her to know that.

“Listen to me, Sage. You will not be a one-night stand for me. Not one night, not two nights, not ten nights if I have my way. I tried to explain it earlier, but I didn’t do a very good job.” He took a deep breath, holding her hand. “You are my future, Sage. I see us together for the next seventy-five years. I see our children running around the grounds. Our daughters dancing in Lissa’s studio, our sons protecting as I have. I see us together for a lifetime, Sage.”

“How can you be so sure of that? I’m not sure of anything right now.”

“Are you sure of your feelings for me?”

She wanted to say no. She wanted to run and hide and ignore the burning in her gut. No, it wasn’t her gut. It was lower. Her body was on fire for him, and she knew exactly why. She’d been waiting for this moment since she was old enough to understand what it meant. Tonight, she was feeling it in multiple folds, and her body was telling her that this is the man she was going to give herself to.

“I know that I’ve never had feelings like this for a man before. Not after a week, a month, a year. Especially not after,” she looked at the clock on the wall, smiling at him, “five and a half hours. I’m terrified, and excited, and worried that you won’t like the way I look.”

“Sage, I love the way you look, baby.”

She nodded, standing in front of him. She wedged herself between his knees, pushing them further apart. Reaching behind her, she unzipped the skirt of the dress, the cloud of tulle pooling around her feet.

Standing in her high heels and the unbelievably sexy whale-boned bodysuit, she could see his chest rising and falling, faster and faster. Her hand slid down the front of the bodysuit, between her thighs, and he heard the sounds of snaps being undone. Pulling the top over her head, she tossed it behind her, standing completely naked before him.

Her flat stomach shimmered with a fine sheen of perspiration from her nerves. The small diamond belly ring glistened in the light of the fire. Her pussy was smooth, shaved completely, and Mike smiled inwardly at that. Her small breasts were perfect. The pink nipples hard and large.

“This is me, Mike. I can’t change it, and I won’t.”

“You better fucking not,” he said, gripping her waist and pulling her toward him. She straddled his lap, feeling his hard length stretch from her opening to her mid-thigh.

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