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Tate nodded. “But someday. I can’t wait to see our little red-haired terrors running around. We’ll go camping, I’ll build a tree fort in the backyard of the house I’ll buy for you someday.”
“Wait, why can’t I buy a house foryou?” Laryn argued.
“I don’t give a shit who buys what for who. Just that we talk about it beforehand and it’s what’s best for our finances.”
“Good answer,” Laryn said with a grin. “And I want to teach our kids, no matter if they’re boys or girls, everything my dad taught me about cars.”
“Sounds good. And I’m going to want to spend as much time with Nate as possible. And any kids they have. I want the cousins to be as close as siblings.”
“That sounds awesome. I always wished for someone to hang out with when I was growing up. I think that’s why my dad and I were so close. Oh! And we need a beagle.”
“The one you want to name Waffles,” he said.
“You remember that?” Laryn asked.
“I remember everything.” Tate was still smiling. “I’m happy,” he said almost reverently. “I know some people would say our relationship has moved too fast. That you being kidnapped just accelerated things even more and we need to hit the pause button. But screw that. I know what I feel, and I love you. I’ve known you for years and vice versa. You know all the negative things about me and yet by some miracle, you’re still here. With me. In my bed. My job isn’t easy, I’m away a lot…hell, so are you. But we can make this work. I know it. I’m keeping you, Laryn. You’re it for me.”
Laryn had never heard more romantic words in her life. When Tate said he was keeping her, it felt so different than when Mert had declared her as his. Shewantedto be Tate’s.Wantedhim to keep her forever and ever. “I never thought this would be my life,” she said softly, her voice full of emotion. “I tried to be content just being around you and not beingwithyou. Things won’t be easy, but I hope I’ve proven to you that I have your back, and you more than did the same for me. Hey, wait…whatever happened to Barb the Bitch from Anchor Point?”
“She’s gone.”
“She is? What happened?”
Tate smirked. “Let’s just say, rumors spread about Barb’s…er…eccentric sexual preferences. All lies of course, and nothing illegal, but embarrassing enough that people laughed every time they saw her at work. Sailors who went into the bar joked about her, loudly. Basically, they made every shift she was working extremely uncomfortable. She was the butt of everyone’s joke and she finally quit. I heard she left the state.”
“Oh. Good.”
“Are we done talking about other women?”
“I don’t know, are we?” Laryn teased. She freaking loved this. Banter had always been a part of her and Tate’s relationship, but if asked, she never would’ve guessed it would end up being one of the things she loved best about him. Along with his loyalty, work ethic, morals, sense of humor…she could go on and on.
“We’re done,” Tate confirmed. “I’m going to be the best partner you’ve ever had.”
“You already are,” Laryn admitted.
Tate’s head dropped, and Laryn met him halfway, more than ready to feel him inside her.
What followed was one of the most intimate moments she’d ever had with another human being. It wasn’t just that they were naked and making love, it was the way Tate looked at her as he slowly slid in and out of her soaking-wet body. How he licked his lips sensually, the sounds he made as he watched himself take her.
The pride she saw in his eyes.
He was proud to be with her.Her. The tomboy with calluses on her palms and grease under her nails. The girl who’d been made fun of for not wanting to get her hair done instead of going to the track and spending hours in the heat and dust.
Tate made slow, sweet love to her, showing her with his actions that every word out of his mouth earlier had come from his heart. And after she begged him to speed up, to let her come, he reached between them and massaged her clit hard enough to make her immediately explode in pleasure.
Then and only then did he begin to fuck her. As far as Laryn was concerned, that was still making love. Tate never stopped staring at her with his heart in his eyes. Was still very careful not to hurt her in any way as he was taking his own pleasure. Knowing she could give this man, a man who in her eyes had everything—an amazing brother, a group of best friends who would literally go through hell to make sure he was safe, a great job, and the admiration of just about everyone he met—something no one else could…the kind of love he needed…was overwhelming.
He groaned as he came. He held himself still as deep inside her as he could get, then suddenly fell on top of her.
Laryn grunted, then giggled.
He mumbled an apology but didn’t move off her, though at least he shifted his weight so he wasn’t crushing her anymore.
“That was…I have no words.”
“What? The great Night Stalker has no words?” Laryn teased as she ran her fingernails lightly up and down his sweaty back. She felt a little turned inside out herself, but also energized.
“You want words? I love you. Being inside you feels like nothing I’ve ever felt before. When your pussy flutters?—”
