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“You like it.”

Fair.

I watch her strip down slowly beside the river, moonlight sliding across bare skin while heat punches low through my body exactly the same way it did the first night she slept in my cabin.

Ten years.

Five kids.

And I still look at her like a starving man.

Nora catches me staring and smirks. “You gonna undress or just brood attractively from the blanket?”

I yank my shirt over my head immediately.

“That answer your question?”

“Definitely.”

The river’s freezing.

Naturally.

Nora shrieks the second she jumps in while I laugh hard enough my chest hurts.

“You brought me here on purpose,” she accuses.

“You’re the one who wanted to swim.”

“You’re evil.”

“You married me anyway.”

She splashes water directly into my face.

Wrong move.

I grab her around the waist instantly and haul her against me while she laughs breathlessly, river water sliding down her skin beneath the moonlight.

“There she is,” I murmur.

Her smile softens immediately.

“What?”

“That look.”

“What look?”

“The one you get when you’re happy.”

She goes quiet for a second then, fingers sliding up my chest slowly while water moves around us.

“You know the best day of my life?” she asks softly.

“The day our kids were born.”

“Nope.”