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Dressed in a tight-fitting light pink dress that hugs every inch of her, I've devoured her with my eyes more times than I can remember today, and as romantic as I feel with her in my arms, I know I'm eye-fucking the shit out of her; she knows it too.

My dick sprung to life the moment she walked into the hotel bedroom from the bathroom. I zipped up her dress, grazing myknuckles against the soft skin of her back. Placing her on the vanity table, I moved the dress to the side with the help of the side split and found that she wasn't wearing any underwear. Desperate to taste her, I ate her pussy until my name left her lips, and she came against my tongue.

Standing by my brother’s side earlier today, my gaze drifted toward Tessa. I couldn’t help but glance back and forth between her and the empty chair bearing my sister’s name. I tried my hardest to feel her presence, allowing myself to believe for a moment that my twin sister was somehow sitting next to my girl.

"Where did you just go?" Tessa's voice and delicate touch transport me back to the present moment as she plays with the strands of hair at the nape of my neck.

"I was just thinking."

"You wanna share?"

"Not yet, but definitely later." With her head nestled against my chest, we sway to the music, and I look around me.

From across the room, I see my mom holding my father’s hand. Even after all these years, their love is still as strong as ever. Next to them stands Callum’s new in-laws, all four of them beaming as they watch my brother twirl his bride around the dance floor.

And I want it.

I want all of it.

"Zane?" Tessa's eyes meet mine, and I can tell something is bothering her.

"What is it, sweetheart?"

"I don't want to live in Chicago anymore."

I freeze, clutching the hand I'm already holding a little tighter, and guide her away from the reception area. I'm not willing to speak about the little bombshell she just dropped on me in the middle of the dance floor.

"Talk to me, Tessa."

"Look around you, Zane."

"What?"

"Why did you leave Dallas?" I still can't bring myself to say the words out loud, and I doubt I ever will. "It was because you lost Kim."

"And she sent me to you." Her hands gently cradle my cheeks as her eyes roam across my face.

"I believe that with every fiber of my being, but maybe it's time to come back home."

"To Dallas?"

"Your parents are here, and I know they hate it when you leave, considering everything they've been through. Callum and Zoe are here, and I wouldn't be surprised if they make a mini Calloway tonight." I laugh as she traces her thumb across my jaw. "And Kim's here."What the hell did I do to deserve her?"I want to build a life here with you."

"What about your job? Or Jen? I could take you away from Tobias and not care, but I know you'd miss him." I used to hate the guy, but he's good to Tessa, and I know their friendship means a lot to her.

We've actually shared a drink on a few occasions, and I haven't hated it.

"There's always FaceTime, and maybe I'm ready to find a new job. Just think about it because I can't imagine a better place to raise a family one day."

"You want that?"

"With you, I want it all." My lips press against hers, kissing the hell out of her while my tongue teases its way into her mouth and tastes the next fifty years of my life.

Dragging her into the closest bathroom, I lock the door behind us. Gold and white marble adorn the sinks and flooring of the luxurious bathroom, complete with a mirrored ceiling. As I lifther onto the counter, I stroke her smooth thighs, gently parting them as I draw closer to her.

"One day, I'm gonna put a baby in you, and I already know they'll have your beautiful smile." She hooks her ankles around my back, and I push my hard-on against her. Her bare pussy grinds against my black suit pants, undoubtedly making a mess of me, but one I happily welcome. "As soon as I get you out of here and back in that bed, I'm going to make you come so hard that you soak the fucking sheets." My lips drop to her throat, feasting on the spot that gets her nice and wet for me.

"I'm feeling pretty tired, Professor." I stand up straight and peer down at her, noticing the smirk on her face.

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