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“You’re mine, you get that? No more playing around. No more bullshit. Mine.” His fingers grab my chin, forcing my lips apart as his mouth hovers over mine. “Say it, Savannah. Say who you belong to.”

My pussy clenches around him.Fuck, I was so close. So freaking close.“Blake…”

“Say it.” He pulls back, his tip teasing my entrance, taunting me. And he knows it. “This gorgeous body.” He slides that calloused hand over my side. “This tight pussy. This ass. This stubborn mouth. Who does it belong to?”

“You,” I breathe. My nails dig into his back as he shoves into me in one long thrust, kickstarting my orgasm.

“Damn right it does,” he grits as his thrusts become stronger, harder, more erratic until his whole body goes rigid in my arms, and he comes inside me with a low growl.

He rolls to his back, pulling me with him, and we just lie like that, both of us catching our breaths. I lean against his chest, listening to the hard beat of his heart, for once completely spent as his fingers run up and down my back.

I’m not sure how long we stay like that, but I must have dozed off because the next thing I know, I’m in Blake’s arms.

“What—”

“I had to go and turn off the stove. I’ve gotcha now.”

Shit, I was so tired I completely forgot about the tea, not that I needed it.

Blake’s arms tighten around me as he carries me up the stairs and into my room where he puts me to bed. I expect him to leave, but he lays next to me, brushing my hair back.

“Blake?”

“Hmm?”

“I’m not complaining, but… What are you doing here?”

Those silvery eyes meet mine, his expression turning serious. “I didn’t like how you left.” He shakes his head and corrects, “I didn’t like that you left, period. Tonight showed me just how good it could be.” His fingers interlock with mine, giving them a squeeze. “How goodwecould be.”

“Blake…”

He presses his finger against my lips. “No, let me finish. What I said earlier. It wasn’t just empty words said in the moment. I meant every single thing. You’re mine, Savannah. I don’t want to play any more games or hide around. I want us to be together. I choose you, but I need you to choose me back.”

My heart does a little flip inside my chest, his words ringing in my head.

I need you to choose me.

Wasn’t that what I said just weeks ago? That I wouldn’t settle for less than somebody who’s going to choose me for me? And now here he was, asking me that exact thing.

I swallow the knot in my throat, my words coming out raspy, “I’m scared.”

“That makes two of us. Because I’m scared shitless, Savannah. You. This baby. The boys. I don’t want to mess it up.”

“You won’t. If somebody will mess it up, it’s me.” I lift my hand, tracing his jaw, and admit softly, “But I want to try. I want to try so badly. You make me feel, Blake. You make me wish for things I have no right wishing.”

“Good.” Leaning down, he presses his mouth against mine. I moan softly, my hand going to the back of his neck anddeepening the kiss. Blake’s palms cradle my cheeks. Breaking the kiss, he presses his forehead against mine. “Because I plan to make every single wish come true.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

SAVANNAH

“No, I’m telling you. That man was only an asshat on the outside, but it’s clear as day that he had a soft spot for her since the very beginning.” Mrs. Santiago gives a decisive nod.

Jessica rolls her eyes. “He was a grouch of epic proportions, you mean.”

“He wasn’t a grouch,” Mrs. Santiago protests, just as Becky refills her glass with wine. “Thanks, honey.” She offers her a smile before continuing, “He’s just dealing with a lot. They both are, really. And he was so sweet to her. Like when her car broke down, and he fixed it for her? It was such a swoony moment.”

“Not before grumbling about her driving a piece of shit car and how unsafe it was.”

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