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"Tate," I whisper, melting into the bed beneath him.

"You're my world, you know that?" He presses his lips to my back. "I love you, Samara Grimes."

"I love you too."

He stays where he is for a moment and then reluctantly rolls to the side. We both groan when he slips out of me. I hate that part. When he's inside me, I'm complete.

He hooks his arm around my waist, rolling me onto my side. He plasters himself to my back, wrapping himself around me. His face nuzzles into the crook of my neck, his lips touching my shoulder. "You can't go to sleep yet, baby," he murmurs.

"I like you better when you're being sweet to me."

He laughs quietly. "I am being sweet to you."

"Not if you're not letting me sleep."

"You can't go to sleep because you have to pack, angel."

I frown. "For what?"

"We're leaving in the morning," he says, smiling against my shoulder.

"For what?"

"A trip."

"Tate."

His smile grows. "We're going to Angel's island for a few days," he says. "Just you and me. Mom and dad are going to stay with the kids."

I flip around to face him. His dark emerald eyes are soft, his smile wide. "Seriously?"

"Mmhmm." He taps my nose and then tucks pieces of hair behind my ear. "Everything is planned. All you have to do is throw your shit in a bag." His brows furrow. "On second thought, don't pack anything. I plan to keep you naked and on my cock for the next three days anyway. You won't need clothes for that."

"Oh, goodie," I whisper, perfectly fine with this plan.

"You like that, huh?"

"Mmhmm," I hum, snuggling into his arms again. "It means I get to go to sleep now."

He throws his head back, laughing loudly. "You really know how to stroke a man's ego, don't you, Sleeping Beauty?"

"It doesn't need stroking, Tate. It's big enough already."

"That's not the only thing that's big about me, angel. So is my c–"

"–erebellum?"

I squeal with laughter when he flips me over onto my back, coming down over me. His eyes meet mine, full of wicked intent. He pries my legs apart, fitting his body between them. My core clenches, heating for him.

"No sleeping for you," he growls.

"Yay for me," I breathe, chasing his mouth with my own. I'd give up sleep in a heartbeat for another minute with this incredible man. No, that's not true. For him and our kids, I'd give up everything, down to my soul.

The Surgeon Bonus Scene

Tate

"Hey,babygirl,"Iwhisper, rubbing my hand across the top of Scout's little head.

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