Five hours later Rebel found a way out of the hotel room they’d locked her in. It wasn’t so hard.

The bikers trusted her more than the others, and Rebel took advantage of it. She batted her eyelashes at them, gave them the “Rebel Case” smile and they were putty in her hands.

This compound was a mountain lodge with charming rustic interior design. It reminded her a lot of resorts she’d stayed in while skiing in Aspen. She’d stayed in so many hotels during her life, all over the world, this one was just like all the others and easy to figure out. She walked swiftly down the quiet halls with the master key in hand. It had been easy enough to pluck it right off the key organizer that was mounted behind the door in the kitchen pantry. She knew what room they’d locked Trevor into because she’d overheard the two enforcers discussing how they’d introduce the new guy to Smith in the morning.

Her stomach churned. She’d only seen him for a moment, from a distance. The others wanted her to talk to him, to trust him. And in her heart, she did trust him. Trevor was her everything. The man she wanted to build a future with. But still, the last time they’d seen each other had been such a dark day.

Her last words had been, “It’s over.”

Yet here she was.

She turned the key and opened the door with a shaking hand, looking to the left and right, terrified that someone would walk down the hall and see her. The door clicked opened, she stepped in and shut it behind her and found herself in a darkened room. A faint light glowed just above her, it illuminated the area she stood in, but the rest of the room was still shadowed and too dark to see. She slipped the key into the pocket of her sundress. Rebel blinked several times and stood with her back resting against the door, not sure what her next move should be.

Was she even in the right room?

Someone growled, and suddenly she was covered with a warm male body.

“Rebel,” Trevor groaned.

She’d recognize that voice anywhere. Big, manly fingers were in her hair. A hand cupped the back of her head. He felt so good. His weight, his scent, the sound of his voice. Tears immediately pricked at her eyes. Her arms went around his neck automatically. She didn’t expect this. Well, maybe she did, maybe she’d hoped for a reception such as this, but she hadn’t wanted to set her hopes so high. For all she’d known maybe he’d hated her for leaving him. Hated her for keeping the baby a secret. But hate seemed to be the last thing he was feeling.

His mouth found hers and he kissed her with an intensity that sent her head spinning. She was drowning in him. His tongue swept inside her mouth, and her knees weakened. They moaned into each other’s mouths. It was so good. Unbelievably good to be with him. She’d missed this man so much. He was everything she needed.

She’d never leave him again. In order to get rid of her he’d have to change his locks and maybe leave North America, because she’d come after him with a vengeance. This man was hers.

He pulled back, panting, and cupped her face with his hands, his eyes locking with hers in the dim light. Those intense blue eyes were on her again, the ones she could gaze into for the rest of her life.

“You’re never leaving me. You hear? You’re mine.”

“Okay.” she nodded.

“I’m telling you—wait, what did you say?”

“I said, okay, I understand, I’m yours. I’m never leaving you. I tried that and all I did was cry for three days straight.”

“I’m sorry for everything I said back on the farm before you left,” he said hoarsely. “I was an asshole.”

“I was hurt because I was the last to know and because of my brother.”

“Baby, I’m sorry.”

She leaned her forehead against his. “We saw you pull up today on your bike. Krissy heard everything you said to those biker guys. Jason says you love me and I should give you another chance. In fact, all of them think you deserve another chance. I think you do too. But honey, I can’t stay, I have to get back to my room before they find out I’m gone…but I’m here to tell you I love you and I’m never letting you go. You’re mine.”

“I’ve got to get inside of you,” he rasped. “Now, I can’t wait.”

Rebel reached for his belt, in complete agreement, frantic to release his cock, but he was faster. He unzipped, and it sprang free in all its glory. Beautiful. Mouth-watering. Already hard as steel. She could literally feel herself getting wet between her thighs. She had to reach out and grasp it. He groaned as she stroked the velvety skin. She could literally feel herself getting wet between her thighs. Not too thick, not too long, curved just right, burnished blond pubic hair at the base. She bit her lip. She wanted him so damn bad. Her pussy felt impossibly wetter.

“Trevor,” she whimpered.

“I’m here, baby,” he answered.

He pressed against her, lifted one of her legs and wrapped it around his hip. This left him room to delve into her panties and feel between her legs. His thick fingers prodded her slick channel. “Damn, you’re already wet and ready. You want me, baby? You want this?”

“Please, now.”

He lifted her other leg and supported her with his body. He pushed aside her panties, positioned himself and slid inside in one smooth motion. They both groaned. It was exquisite. It was only less than a week since she’d seen him last, but it seemed like forever.

His palm went to her stomach and she put her hand over his, knowing he felt the slight baby bump. He met her gaze. “I’m sorry about what I said before, when I first found out. I was shocked and angry so I acted like as ass. This is my child,” he stated. “I am the father. Both of you are mine.”

Tears stung her eyes and her nose suddenly became tight. She held him close, not wanting to let this man out of her sight. She knew they only had this moment, then she had to go back in order to keep up the ruse that they didn’t know each other. But she couldn’t hear what he’d said often enough. It had been the most beautiful declaration of her life. “Can you repeat that?” she whispered.

He grinned, those devastating blue eyes glittering in the dim light of the room. Her stomach swooped and her knees weakened. “You’re mine,” he said again. He thrust up inside of her. She squeaked.

“I don’t care about the assholes with you that night. They’re dead and I’m here, and I’ll be the man who proves to you that you can have a husband who can be trusted.”

He thrust up inside of her. She squeaked.

“Husband?” she whispered.

“Marry me, Rebel. I want you. I want us to be a family.”

“Yes, Trevor, I want that too.”

It had always been her dream. Always. But she’d thought she’d have to freeze her eggs because it would take that long to find a man who was as untamed as her, who liked the same kinks, but was still loyal and dependable to the core.

He started slamming into her hard. He kissed her, grinding his lips against hers, his tongue plunging inside, mimicking the movements his hips made.

“Oh, honey,” she whimpered. The lead up to orgasm instantly spread throughout her, hitting hard, almost painful in its intensity. He always did this to her, knowing exactly where to touch to bring her to instant bliss. Everything about him set her body on fire. She reacted this way only for him. Only for this man. He reached down and started fingering her clit. Oh hell, it was perfect, exactly that little bit more she needed to send her over the edge. It was all happening so fast, he’d barely started fucking her and she was already there. “Trevor, I’m about to—”

“Come on me hard baby, I’m here with you.”

When she started to cry out because the unholy orgasm that was washing over her was making her buck against the wall, he kissed her and took her scream and muffled it against his mouth. His hips pounded against her in an uneven gait, then he stilled and groaned against her lips. His seed washed through her channel, filling her up, warm and complete.

She leaned into him, trying to catch her breath.

He put his face into the crook of her neck and licked her sweaty skin. “I love you,” he said huskily.

“Love you too, baby,” she whispered. “I love you so much.”