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“Yes,” he says in a smooth calm voice. “I long for it to be with you. It has to be you.”
I swallow hard as this gorgeous man stares at me. My head goes all light, my chest all fluttery. I lock my knees so they don’t wobble.
My brain isn’t working as sharply as it normally does while I stare at his beautiful face. Did he just say he wants to marry me?
“I like you,” he says as he leans in. I suck in a breath and hold it as he comes closer. “I like you a lot.”
I don’t know what it is, but I’m feeling like I can’t live without this man either. It feels like my soul has found its other half and I don’t know what to do about it.
He’s my boss. We just met. I’m trying to be professional and have a career here, and all of a sudden, I’m bending over in the basement so he can spank me and now I’m leaning in so he can kiss me? What is happening?
He leans in for a kiss and I just say ‘fuck it’ and lean in too. I want it badly, so why fight it?
I moan as our lips connect in a warm spine-tingling kiss. He wraps his big strong arms around me and I whimper when I feel his strength holding me against his hard body. I slide my arms under his and hold him as tightly as he’s holding me while I part my lips and taste his mouth.
His lips are softer than I thought they’d be. He’s gentle and loving and showing me how he feels. I melt against him with a moan when I feel his tongue claiming my mouth. His palms flatten on my lower back and the heat swirling around my core slides down between my legs. My pussythrobsas I kiss him back.
My heart is pounding when we finally pull away. I look up at him in awe, unsure of what just happened, but I know it’s changed everything.
I’m his.
Everything he said—marriage, kids, a life together—I want it too.
It’s all I want.
I swallow hard as I tuck the loose strand of hair that’s been bugging me all day behind my ear. “We should… get to that kid.”
He nods but doesn’t let me go. The look in his sexy blue eyes says that he might never release me. I might just be fine with that.
I run my hand down his muscular arm and slide it into his. “Come,” I say as I squeeze it.
He releases me and we continue up the path, only now, we’re holding hands.
“There she is,” I say when I spot the girl on the path. She’s sitting on a log beside her mother with her shoe off. Her eyes are all red and puffy like she’s been crying for a while.
My heart goes out to her as we hurry over.
“Oh, thank you for coming,” the young pretty mother says. “She slipped on the ice… I think she sprained it.”
Her eyes suddenly widen and she does a double-take when she spots Owen approaching. I guess I’m not the only woman who has had that kind of reaction to him.
He kneels in front of the girl who’s about ten years old and gently takes her leg in his big hands. “It’s not broken,” he says in a deep soothing voice. “That’s the good news.”
“I tried to call my husband,” the mother says, clearly annoyed. “But he’s in his room writing and he always turns his phone off when he’s working on an article.”
“Am I going to have to walk down?” the girl asks with a wince.
“No way,” Owen says with a sly smile. “You can take the Owen escalator. Sound good?”
She nods, trying not to cry.
“What’s your name?”
“Eloise.”
“That’s a beautiful name,” Owen says as the mom and I watch with our ovaries exploding. “Do you want me to carry you down now?”
She nods and reaches for him. He gently picks her up and cradles her to his big chest.
