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At least now everything was out in the open. No more hiding, no more secrets. Her sister would get the care she needed, as would her mother, and eventually, everything would be somewhat normal in the Campioni family.
Cat didn’t bother counting her father as a bona fide member, since he was rarely around. He’d ditched them all in their time of need. There was no point in trying to contact him about Annalisa. He’d abandoned them long, long ago.
It hurt to realize but better to face reality now than keep up the façade as the Campionis being one big happy family.
“It’s not your fault. And I would do anything for you. I hope you realize this.” He kissed her, his lips warm and sweet, the kiss full of just the right amount of comfort she needed. “I must confess…I’m eager to marry you and make you mine in every way,” he murmured, his fingers caressing her face.
She smiled, thrilling at his words. “I’m eager for the wedding too. Tomorrow at the courthouse?”
“Exactly. Sounds perfect.” He kissed her again, his lips lingering. “What happened the last few days has helped me realize something, Catalina. I just want you to know that I’m in love with you.”
Cat sucked in a sharp breath, happy shock washing over her. He said the words so simply, so beautifully, it was hard for her to respond, she was completely overwhelmed with emotion. “I…I’m in love with you too, Rafe. And we’re not rushing things. We’ve known we’re going to marry each other practically our entire lives.”
He kissed her again, this one deeper, hotter, his tongue thrusting against her own, his hands beginning to wander. She shifted closer to him, sliding her hands beneath his shirt, touching his warm, bare skin. A thrill buzzed through her at his murmured groan of appreciation.
“I want you,” he whispered. “I know you’ve been through a tremendous amount of stress today, but…I need to be inside you.”
“Yes.” She tugged at his shirt, laughing when he took over and tore his shirt off with a savage tug. Running her hands over his smooth, hot skin, she leaned over him, kissing him everywhere, licking his nipples, his stomach, attacking the waistband of his jeans.
He hissed in a breath when she undid the snap and zipper, gently pushing her away when she curled her fingers around his cotton-covered erection.
“Slow down,” he whispered, moving so he lay on top of her, her wrists clasped in his hands as he brought her arms up over her head. “Keep that up and I’ll embarrass myself.”
She smiled, happiness coursing through her when he kissed her, releasing his hold on her so he could help in the removal of her clothing. Piece by piece, he helped her shed everything until she lay there naked. And then he was naked, their bodies twisted around each other, mouths and hands everywhere, heated breaths and whispered words of love filling the air.
And when he entered her, filling her so completely, tears sprang to her eyes while she clutched him close. Their bodies moved together perfectly, pleasure sweeping her into its now-familiar storm, and when she fell apart beneath him scant minutes later, wrapped tight in this man’s arms, she knew she’d never felt so happy.
Or so complete.
