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“I love you too.”

I allow myself to sink into his healing kiss for a moment before I ask, “You only decorated this room, didn’t you?”

“It’s the best one.” His eyes twinkle.

My smile is tinged with sadness. “Where have you been sleeping? Not in here, not on the floor, please tell me that.”

“No, not here.”

He takes my hand and leads me from the room, taking me to the room with the balcony.

Our room.

“I slept here.” He motions to the bed. It’s the only piece of furniture that’s been set up in the room. “With the drapes open so I could look at the stars and wonder if you were wishing on them at night. Wishing for yourself this time, instead of someone else.”

I bite my lip as I roll my engagement ring around on my finger, the memory of him proposing and me making a wish for Chelsea dancing into my mind.

“I was wishing in LA. But not for me,” I confess.

“Sophie,” he scolds.

I turn to him, my fingers still playing with the diamond. “I was wishing for you. Wishing that you were okay.”

He pulls me into his arms, his dark brows pulling low. “I am now. Don’t do this to yourself. Please.” He runs his thumb over my frowning lips. “Only one thing matters now.”

“What’s that?”

The intensity in his eyes as he looks at me makes my knees go weak.

“That you’re home. That all three of you are home.”

Chapter 40

Drew

Sophie’s moans and handsdigging into my hair spur me on. My dicks throbs impatiently as I lick up another rush of wetness from between her legs.

“Jesus, you’re even sweeter,” I murmur as I drink her up with a deep groan.

“I need you, Drew. Please.”

She pulls at my hair again, trying to coax me away from her pussy. But I’m not ready to go just yet.

I need another minute. Fuck that. I need a lifetime. I’ll never get enough of her trembling like this because of my tongue.

We kissed for so long after I told her all that mattered was that she was home. That her and our babies came home to me. As we discarded our clothes, it was like the weight of the last eight days gradually shed a little more with each item.

Eight days… I’m like a bomb about to go off with how much I need her.

“I love you,” I murmur before circling her swollen clit again with my tongue. “I love you so damn much.”

She shudders and I glance up, but all I can see is her beautiful round belly, cocooning our babies. I plant a hand over it and rub as I spread her lips.

“Come for me first, Sophie. Just once.”

“No, I want to see you,” she utters around a soft cry as I suck her clit between my teeth.

I break away, my heart cracking behind my ribs at the vulnerability in her voice. My strong Boss has never been so openly needy for me. Eight days apart has been hard on her too, just as I feared it would be. But as much as it pains me to hear her begging with need for me, to the point she’s almost in tears again, it also has my dick leaking so much that it’s dripping onto the silk sheets.

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