Chloe

I breath him in, relishing in the fact that the man that I love is in my bed, in the middle of the day making me feel like the world doesn’t exist beyond these walls.

I reach up and brush the pad of my thumb over his bottom lip. It’s swollen from when we kissed in the living room. It was slow and gentle before his hands found the buttons of my dress and everything changed into a desire so consuming that we were clawing at each other’s clothing, each desperate to get the other one naked.

He carried me into my bedroom with my legs wrapped around his waist while I rained kisses over his neck.

He wanted to taste me but the need to feel him inside of me was too much, so I pulled him on top and told him to take me.

He did with powerful strokes that drove me into an intense orgasm almost immediately. Now, we’re together with me on my back and him hovering over me while he juts his cock into me in long, easy thrusts.

“Will you always fuck me like this?” I ask breathlessly, knowing that I’ll come again if he changes the pace at all.

“Always.”

My hands move over his thighs and he growls his approval. “I love touching you, Evan. You’re only the second man…”

“Shhh.” His lips cover mine to steal the word as his body stalls. “All that matters is that I’m the first man who has loved you like this. I’m the only man who will treasure you forever and no other man will ever fuck you again.”

Tears sting the corners of my eyes as he leans back so he can increase the pace of his thrusts.

I feel the thick ridges of his cock inside of me as he pumps harder. “Ah, Chloe. It’s so fucking good.”

It’s so good. I didn’t know it could be like this. I try to say something back but all that escapes me is a moan, a symbol of what my body is feeling.

He holds me down as he nears his release and as I start to come, I chant his name, wanting him to know that I’m his forever.

***

I walk back into my bedroom wearing only a pair of white panties. “So I take it that you’re a vascular surgeon?”

He’s sitting on the edge of my bed staring down at the screen of his phone. “You’ve solved that mystery. Tell me how old you are.”

“Twenty-nine.” I sit next to him before I hand him a glass of water. “Are there any secrets left between us?”

He downs the water in one large gulp before he places the glass on the bedside table. “No more deep dark secrets on my end. There are things about me I want you to know and people you’ve got to meet, but for the most part, you know who Dr. Evan Scott is now.”

“He’s a compassionate, gifted, and incredibly sexy man.”

“That he is.” He kisses the tip of my nose. “Tell me about the secrets that Chloe Jones or is it Chloe Neville is hiding?”

“It’s going to be Jones very soon.” I snuggle next to him. “My divorce wasn’t finalized until just a few months ago and one of the terms of the prenup was that I had to keep the name until the marriage was officially over.”

He looks down at the floor. “I’m going to say something here, Chloe, and shoot me down if you think it’s totally fucked up.”

Tension tugs on my nerves. I don’t want him to talk about Christopher ever again. He’s a part of my past and I’m moving toward a future with him and our baby. “What is it?”

“Marry me. I want you to be Chloe Scott.”

I look at him while my heart hammers in my chest. How can I marry him? We only met a few months ago. Our entire relationship has been one surprise after another. “Is it too early for that?”

“That’s not a yes.” He smiles softly. “I’d like to be your husband before the baby arrives. That gives you some time to think about whether you want the same thing. If you do, we’ll get married.”

I bit the corner of my lip as I consider what he just said. “Do you want to get married because of the baby?”

Our eyes meet. “I want to get married because I love you. I love you, Chloe and I want our child to grow up witnessing that love every day of her life.”

“Or his,” I correct him with a grin. “We both know that this might be a little boy.”

“This is a little girl.” He leans down to kiss my bare stomach. “One day when she’s old enough to understand we’ll tell her the story of how her mom and dad fell in love.”

“You’ll leave out the part about the one-night stand, right?” I question with a giggle. “You’re not telling my daughter that I picked you up outside a hotel room on a snowy night.”

“We can leave out some details. “ He scoops me into his lap and his cock instantly stirs. “I have time to make love to you again before I need to get back to the hospital. What’s on your agenda for this afternoon.”

I shift so I’m straddling him.

I take in the sight of his handsome face. It’s changed since I first saw him. It’s no longer just the face of a man I fucked the first night we met. Now, it’s the face of my partner, my friend and the face of the man I love more than anything.

“I’m going to spend my afternoon in bed with my fiancé. “

His grip on me tightens as he slides me forward along his erection. “Your fiancé loves that answer almost as much as he loves you.”