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I sighed, knowing he was right. “It was the wine,” I muttered, leaning my head against his chest. “And they were all being so nice to me. I didn’t want to lie to them.”
Leo chuckled again, the sound rumbling deep in his chest. “I’ll remember to keep the wine away from you at business meetings,” he teased, his voice low. “And make sure everyone’s a total dick to you.”
I couldn’t help but laugh, the sound bubbling up before I could stop it. “Yeah, that’s probably a good idea.”
Snuggling deeper into his embrace, I let the moment wash over me, his warmth, his scent, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. I could hear the others still laughing and joking at the table, but right now, it was just me and Leo.
He kissed the top of my head, and I tilted my face up to look at him. It still amazed me how we’d found our way back to each other after all these years—it didn’t matter anymore. Not when he held me like this.
Fayth’s voice pulled me back to the moment. “You two are disgustingly cute, you know that?”
I smiled but didn’t let go of Leo. “Yeah, I know, but we’ve got twenty years to make up for.”
She laughed and pointed at us. “But seriously, Brynn. You run the world, girl. Don’t let him ever forget that.”
Leo squeezed me tighter, a playful grin tugged at his lips. “I don’t need reminding. Trust me.”
Chapter Twenty-Four
Leo
My hands slid up Brynn’s sides, her skin soft and warm under my touch. She was on top of me, her body moving fast. The dim light from the bedside table cast a soft glow over the room, but my focus was entirely on her—on the way her hair fell across her face, the way her lips parted as she breathed, and the intense, almost vulnerable look in her eyes.
It wasn’t just about the physical anymore. Not for me, not with Brynn. There was a rawness to the moment, an honesty that went beyond the touch of skin. She moved over me, her hands braced on my chest, and I couldn’t help but be struck by how much I loved her—how deep it went, how it consumed every part of me.
“Brynn,” I breathed, my voice rough as I gazed up at her. She looked down at me, her expression softening for a moment. There was something in her eyes—an intensity that matched my own—and it hit me hard, the weight of everything unsaid between us.
Her fingers slid over my chest, tracing the lines of my muscles as if she were memorizing me. She leaned down, her lips barely brushing mine. “I love you,” she whispered, so quiet I almost didn’t hear it.
My heart thudded hard in my chest at her words, at the way her voice trembled ever so slightly. I reached up, cupping her face with both hands and pulling her down for a kiss. It was slow, deep, and filled with everything I didn’t get to say to her for the past twenty years.
“I’ve always loved you,” I murmured against her lips. I felt her sigh, her breath hot against my skin. The weight of the years we’d spent apart hung in the air, but there was also somethinghealing in the way we came together now, like we were rewriting our history with every touch.
Brynn’s hips slowed as she kissed me again, her lips soft and urgent. It wasn’t just about the passion—it was about all the emotions they’d kept locked up for so long finally spilling over. My hands slid up her back, pulling her closer, wanting to feel every part of her against me.
Her forehead rested against mine as she caught her breath.
“Don’t ever leave me again,” she whispered, her voice breaking the silence.
I gently rolled us over, careful to keep her close, our bodies still locked together. The warmth of her skin, the softness of her beneath me—it felt like everything I’d been missing for years was right there in my arms. Brynn’s breath hitched as she shifted, opening her hips more, inviting me deeper. Her arms were stretched above her head, her hands gripping the sheets, but her gaze never left mine.
“I love you,” I whispered, my voice rough but certain, echoing everything I felt. There was no hesitation anymore. No doubts.
Her lips parted in a soft smile; her eyes filled with a warmth that sent a jolt through me. “I love you too, Leo,” she whispered back, her voice just as full of emotion. Her hands slid down from the sheets, grazing my shoulders as I moved over her.
I kissed her slowly, savoring every second, every brush of her lips against mine. The world outside faded away, leaving just the two of us in this moment—something that felt more intimate than anything I’d ever experienced. We moved together, slow and steady, each touch, each shift bringing us closer.
Her nails dug into my back lightly as I thrust deeper, our rhythm naturally finding its pace. The soft sounds of her breath mixing with mine filled the room. There was no rush, just thepure connection between us, the kind that had been missing for too long.
Brynn’s legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer, her body arching into mine. Her face was flushed, her lips swollen from our kisses, and I couldn’t help but lean down to kiss her again. This time it was hungrier, filled with the urgency.
“You feel so good,” I groaned against her mouth, feeling her tighten around me, her body responding in a way that drove me to the edge. She was everything—every fantasy, every dream I’d held onto. And now she was here, real, and mine.
Her breath quickened; her moans soft but growing in intensity as we moved together. Her nails scraped against my back as I thrust deeper, my pace quickening, feeling the pull of her body against mine. She gasped, her head tilting back, exposing the curve of her neck that I couldn’t resist kissing, tasting her skin.
I could feel the tension building between us, the intensity of the moment growing until it was almost too much to bear. My hand found hers, fingers intertwining, grounding us in the connection we shared. She looked up at me, her eyes wide and filled with something that went beyond just the physical—it was love, trust, and the years we’d lost finally coming together.
“I’m right here,” I whispered, leaning down to kiss her softly. “I’ve got you.”
