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Stepping away from temptation, I take a deep breath, willing myself to calm. Once I’m sure I’m not going to come in my pants, I take his hand and lead him to the kitchen, offering him a beer.

“Let’s eat before everything gets cold.”

We catch up as we devour the steaks and wash them down with another beer. After, we sit on the couch and snuggle under a woven blanket, his chest to my back. Between the company, the music, and the meal, I’m content in this spot, and I never want to move. Ever.

“I wish every day could end this way,” I confess. “With you beside me.”

“It could,” he replies as he nuzzles my neck. “Move in.”

Chapter Thirty-Two

FINN

Stunned, I turn in Sel’s arms and let the blanket fall away.

“Sel.”

“I love you, Finn. The key’s already yours. Move in with me.”

Blinking away tears, I nod.

“I want that,” I whisper. “Holy shit, talk about the best gift ever.”

“Should we even bother opening the rest?” he teases as he squeezes me tight.

I give him a resounding kiss, slide off his lap, and head toward the collection of boxes sitting under the tree. Grabbing a silver bow from one of the gifts, I stick it to my ass.

“You asked, I answered,” I insist as I walk past him and saunter toward the bedroom.

Next thing I know, Sel’s arms band around my waist, and I’m tackled sideways (right side) onto his bed, the two of us laughing. My chuckle fades away when he nips my jaw.

“Joking aside, does this mean you want to—” He pauses.

“Yes. I need you inside me,” I demand. “Can’t wait anymore.”

“Christ.”

I don’t realize I’m trembling until Sel slides his hands over my chest, holding me tight, burying his face in my neck. My emotions are too close to the surface again, and I’m about to cry all over these sheets. So much for my attempt at being sexy. It doesn’t matter, because when I love, I’m all in. And fuck, do I love this man.

“I never thought—” I pause, swallowing past the lump in my throat. “Never thought anyone would love me the way you do.”

“Never thought I’d be loved the same way, but here we are. It’s not a temporary dream, is it, sweetheart? When I wake up tomorrow, you’ll be here, and the day after that and⁠—”

Looking over my shoulder, I’m caught by his beautiful, dark eyes. Mine are welling up again.

“You’re never getting rid of me,” I insist.

Sel shifts, and while his covered dick feels amazing tucked in the crease of my ass, it’s not enough. My cock is so hard I’m about to rip through my jeans and the denim barrier between us needs to go. He sucks on the skin of my neck, and enough is enough.

“Wait,” I insist.

Sel stills at first and then leans back. The loss of contact makes me feral.

Do it.

Turning over, I anchor my legs around his hips, and roll him until he’s flat on his back staring up at me.

“Fuck me,” Sel whispers, his eyes wide.