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Chapter Twenty-Six
Dawn was only just breaking when I woke and turned on my side. I vaguely remember Tricia freeing herself from my arms and going into the bathroom. Until that point, she’d felt like a second skin as we’d spooned and the loss of her body next to mine had left me with a dull ache in my chest. I’d felt exhausted and fell straight back to sleep before she came back to bed.
Sliding my hand under the pillow, I lay looking at her asleep facing me and my heart clenched for the life she had missed, a life where she had no personal dreams because she had never come to terms with her past. My chest tightened when I thought if she hadn’t been affected by her ordeal, I probably would never have met her. She’d be married now with children, living a normal life like most.
“What are you looking at?” Tricia mumbled, like her sixth sense knew I was watching. I hadn’t seen her open her eyes, but I guessed she’d had a peek at the very moment I’d become lost in thought.
“This gorgeous woman in my bed. I want to take you to meet my parents,” I blurted, and her gorgeous sleepy eyes flew open. She scoffed.
“I’ve met your parents already,” she replied, smiling and shaking her head a little in disbelief.
“Not as my girlfriend, you haven’t.”
She chuckled again. “Oh, so you’re making me official now?”
“You were official the night I took you to bed after Denver.” Rolling onto her back she stared up at the ceiling before turning back onto her side, placing her hand on my cheek.
“I know, but I think I like the sound of hearing I’m official,” she whispered, moving her hand and tracing my lips with her fingertips.
“Good, because I don’t want to live without you in my life,” I replied, snuggling her into my arms. Tricia immediately pressed a soft kiss on my neck, and I rolled us over until she was on top of me. Her body felt soft and warm and totally delicious atop mine.
“You’re very hard, Mr. Wild,” she goaded.
“Your fault,” I replied.
“Is that so?”
“My dick is always hard when I’m near you. I live semi-cocked around you.”
“Semi-cocked,” she repeated chuckling, and reached between us to rub it with her palm.
Pulling her hand away, I rolled us over until she was beneath me, settled between her legs, and felt how wet she was the instant my tip grazed her entrance. The connection we had in that moment immediately intensified and my heart instantly raced. Tricia smiled, not a sexy smile, a loving one, and I rested my forehead on hers.
“What you do to me, woman,” I muttered, peppering light kisses on her face, but not willing to break our connection by moving my head an inch.
“Show me what I do,” she whispered, her breathing shallow as excitement woke up her body.
Nudging my cock at her entrance I teased, “You want this?”
“Always,” she breathed and wiggled to pull me closer.
Sliding inside her, the sound she made was exquisite, like a cross between a moan and a whimper of need. Our mouths were parted and close together until her breath became my air.
“I love you so much,” I whispered, a note of desperation in my tone as she took my face in her hands, closed the rest of the space between us, and poured her passion into a kiss.
Making love to her slowly, our intense chemistry and addiction toward one another reminded me why I’d been so connected to her in the first place. It also reaffirmed my desire to keep her, protect her, and love her for the rest of my life.
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“Come here,” I ordered, tugging Tricia’s hand as I closed the trunk of the car. “You got this, baby. Think of all the things you and Miles spoke about and the decisions you’ve made since then. They haven’t been wrong up until now, have they?”
She shook her head, her serious gaze locked into mine and gave me a reluctant reply. “I suppose not.”
“Telling Billie and Sawyer about your baby was a massive step, and look how that turned out,” I reminded her. “Like me, they also feel your pain. No one is condemning you for what happened. You need to stop punishing yourself. Look at this as a good day, the day you truly begin to face your demons and it’s the first day of the rest of your life. You’re only inviting your mom today, not actually challenging her. When she says yes to the meeting, then you will be able to prepare what you want to say.”
“I know, and I am confident I can do this. Well, I was when I woke up this morning, but I feel my faith circling the drain as we speak.”
“Nonsense, you got this.” I hugged her tighter and smiled encouragingly. “If anything spills out today you never intended to say, I’ll be there to support you. I’m your knight in shining armor, remember? The guy who stops the sky from falling, the amazing hunk who—”
