He always said I had the most beautiful blue eyes he’d ever seen…

Price feasted between my legs, sucking and tugging, until I exploded into my third orgasm. I cried out as the ocean breeze drifted through our large window, coating my flesh in a cool blanket.

My husband crawled up my body, his hard cock nudging my thigh, and took my lips as he thrust into me.

Completion.

Pure completion as I’d always known it with Price, but now it was even more profound after what we’d been through to be together.

Our kiss was fueled by passion and desire, but mostly by the love and trust we shared in abundance. He pumped into me, touching every nerve ending inside me, melding into my body as only he could.

When he finally broke the intense kiss, we were both panting, sweat dripping from his brow as he gazed into my eyes, his own dark and smoky with lust.

No. Love.

“I love you, Kate. My Kate,” he said, huffing.

“I love you too, baby. Always.”

He continued to slam into me, our lovemaking intense as ever, but something made it even more special tonight—something I’d tell him later.

I looked into his blazing eyes, our gazes never wavering, and wrapped my legs around his bronze, muscular body, trying to push him deeper and deeper into me. When he nudged my clit, I shattered into pure bliss, the climax taking me through the glorious green hills of beautiful Bali, our home now.

“That’s it, sweetness,” he groaned. “Come for me. Just like— Ah!” He thrust into me balls deep.

I felt every spasm of his cock as he filled me, every beat of his heart as our chests crushed together, every drip of perspiration from his body that I welcomed onto my own.

We stayed joined for a few timeless moments until he rolled over. I crawled into his arms, nestling my head into the crook of his shoulder. I fit so perfectly against him.

The breeze still whispered gently, tousling the curtains that surrounded the bed in our oceanside bungalow. Our home was small and cozy, with two bedrooms in addition to ours, a kitchen, and a living room. That was it. All we needed. All we wanted. Small enough that we’d always know where the other was. We’d both promised never to let the other out of our sight again if possible.

Time would heal some of those wounds, I knew. But for now, I was content to always know my husband was never farther than a room or two away.

I sat up. “Price.”

“Yeah, baby?”

“Come outside with me. I have something to tell you.” I stood, wrapped myself in a sarong, and then stepped outside on the lanai attached to our bedroom.

I smiled, hugging myself.

Life was good. Everyone who’d been a threat to us was either dead or behind bars. Price’s parents were back home, and Michelle… I laughed aloud. We weren’t sure where Michelle was at any given moment. She’d gone off on a romp with Otis after they’d answered all the FBI’s questions. Daily texts assured us that she was fine and happy. Price was keeping in touch with Otis, making sure his sister was safe and taken care of. He’d finally stopped grunting whenever the young man’s name—and we still weren’t sure if it was his real name—was mentioned. I’d never figured Chelle for a cougar, but life had a way of throwing curveballs into the best-laid plans. Price and I understood that better than anyone.

Price joined me, wearing nothing but a pair of denim cutoffs. I couldn’t help but gawk at my husband. We’d been together for what sometimes seemed like forever, and my heart still beat a little faster every time I looked at him. And I’d always look at him. See him. Never take him for granted. I’d spent a year of my life without him, long enough to know I didn’t want to spend another microsecond in that situation. We’d been given a second chance at happiness. At love. I wasn’t about to screw that up.

“It’s a gorgeous evening,” Price said.

I nodded, staring at the sapphire ocean before us, the honey-hued sand, the tangerine ball of the setting sun. The waves hit the shore in a natural synchrony, creeping toward our haven and then easing away.

“You had something to tell me, Kate?” he said.

I turned to him, taking his hands. “I do.”

He smiled. “Don’t keep me in suspense.”

My nerves jumping a little, I rubbed circles into his palm as I looked toward the water. “Why aren’t there any seagulls here?”

“Probably because there’s no food for them.” He brought my hand to his lips and kissed it. “But I doubt that’s what you wanted to talk about.”

I traced the outline of his gorgeous lips. I had no reason to be nervous. This was something we’d always wanted, something I’d feared had been denied me. I was elated. I wanted nothing more than to have Price’s child. “I’ve tried to be a good wife, Price.”

He gripped my shoulders, his gaze serious. “You’ve been the best wife, baby. Better than I’ve deserved sometimes.”

“Thank you for that,” I said. “Do you think…?” I took in a deep breath.

“Think what?”

I cupped his stubbled cheek. “Do you think I’ll be a good mother?”

“Are you kidding? You’ll be the— Wait. What?” He stumbled backward. “Are you sure?”

I nodded, joy filling me. “I sneaked into the pharmacy while we were on our errands today. I got a pregnancy test. I was a couple days late, so I—”

He grabbed me and crushed me to his hard chest. “This is the best news, baby. The best.” He brought his mouth down on mine.

The sun continued its descent, and the waves sloshed upon the beach, their melody enveloping us.

And we kissed. For a long time.

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