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I feel a choking sensation in my throat, so I nod, grinning like an idiot. He attempts to put the band on my ring finger, but when it doesn’t fit, the ring ends up on my pinkie, and while it’s probably just a cheap thing, I already want to keep it forever.

Jekyll can’t hold his excitement in any longer and licks my face.

Chapter 23

Logan

I’m freezing but shell-shocked with excitement when our happy, muddy family walks through the door. Liquid joy flows through my veins whenever I think about Kyle being mine. I don’t even know if my heart can take this much love. If he were a hat, I’d wear it every day. If he were my horse, I’d never leave the saddle. If he were a juicy steak, he’d be my favorite meal, and I’d gorge on him morning, noon, and night.

And he wants me. After all I’ve put him through, he still wants me.

I can’t help but give him a wet kiss as soon as we lock the door. It’s been so long—a whole two months of staying chaste—and now I can’t keep my eyes off him. He gets to his toes, embraces my neck, and kisses me back with such sweetness I want to put him over my shoulder and go to bed, but we’re all freezing, and dirty, and since we needed to wait over thirty minutes for the tow truck, it’s gotten pretty late too.

Jekyll seems fine, though he currently resembles a troll rather than an Australian shepherd, and he barks, trying to get in on the hug.

“Let’s get him in the shower, hm?” I say and pick up Jekyll, because otherwise, he might get the bright idea of shaking off all the mud in my bedroom.

My heart is thudding like mad. I know what I did in the woods was absurd, but I never felt more certain about my love for another person. Even with Kayla years ago, we were kids, and while I adored her, I didn’t know what marriage would really entail.

But despite all my fears, despite the fact that our relationship started with Kyle cheating on my cousin, I am ready to take a leap of faith and trust him with my heart. He might be young and a bit naive, but I’ve never met anyone more compassionate and kind than him. He expressed those qualities by taking care of me, and while I love my homemade lunches, what I really treasure is the thought behind them.

I want to spend my life with him and cherish him the way he does me.

“I’m so cold,” Kyle says, shoving off his shoes, and then the rest of his clothes before rushing down the hallway completely naked.

“Let’s get you into the shower then!” I laugh, turning into my bedroom. The mud trail will have to wait. It might be an inappropriate thing to imagine while holding the dog, but all I can think of is that I will finally get to touch him, see him naked, kiss him, and fuck him the way I could have for weeks now if my head wasn’t so deep up my own ass.

Then again, we will never know. Maybe this time of chaste bonding was what we needed?

I’m glad it’s over anyway.

Kyle is already starting the shower when I enter and shut the door with my foot.

He flashes me a wide grin. “Come’ere.”

“Fuck. I can finally say it again. You’re absolutely gorgeous.”

I put Jekyll down and of course the first thing the beast does is shake off the dirt clinging to his fur. Oh well. At least there are tiles here. I’m too busy taking my mud-soaked clothes off to care.

Kyle walks up to me and grabs my belt, opening it in efficient moves. Just feeling him tug at me like this is a turn-on, and I lean down for another kiss, but he escapes and turns around to present his buttocks. “Are you sure? Is this what you wanted?”

I groan and grab them with relief pooling in my stomach. “Jesus Christ. These were sculpted by angels. You’ve got no idea how you made me suffer all those weeks. Or rather, you knew exactly what you were doing.”

Kyle looks at me over his shoulder and rocks his hips to the sides, making his buttocks flex ever-so-slightly for my viewing pleasure. “Someone in heaven really likes you then,” he says before stepping out of my reach, under the water, and whistles to call Jekyll over. The dog runs between my legs and joins his master in the warm drizzle.

I can’t get my shoes and pants off fast enough, and once I’m in my birthday suit, I realize I’ve never been naked with him. We’ve always had some combination of clothes on. Not only am I seeing all of him for the first time, but he’s getting all of me too. I’m a confident guy and it gives me a thrill to show off for my future husband, so I spread my arms and make a slow turn.

“I’d say you’ve been blessed as well.”

He takes me in with a flush spreading over his cheeks and reaches for me in a slow move, as if he’s suddenly gone shy. “I just keep thinking how unhappy I’d be if you never came over for a ride that night.”

I smile at him, and step under the hot shower to hug him. I can’t believe he promised himself to me, and in a bout of excitement, I pick him up by the ass and twirl.

“Ride of my life,” I whisper into his ear as Jekyll dances around us in the water, giddy to be damp with something warm for a change.

Kyle locks his heels behind me and holds on to my neck, gasping as our eyes meet. He’s tall and toned, which makes him quite heavy, but I want him to see that I can and will pick him up if I want to.

“Yeah?” he whispers, entranced by my eyes.