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Just the two of us.

“More, I need to feel more of you,” I whisper between hurried kisses, and his fingers dig into my waist.

I climb into his lap, my body warm against his, skin to skin. I memorize every detail, from the mole on his left arm to the dimples in his mouth when he gives a genuine smile.

I memorize it like my life depends on it.

I feel his hard cock against my flesh, the tip sliding out of his underwear with the friction of my movements, and I feel the head of his cock touching deliciously against my folds, causing a desperate moan to escape my mouth.

“Does it feel real, Mia?” Zane whispers against my neck, sliding his hand down my spine, making every nerve in my body light up at his touch. His touch.

Only he can calm the storm inside me.

He is real.

"More."

His hands find my chin, and he pulls me toward him. “Do whatever you want with me. I will always be what you need, above all else. Every part of me will always be solely loyal to you. I'm here, baby. I'll always be here.”

His words make my legs feel weaker, liquid between them as I release his cock and guide him with my trembling hands to my entrance, letting him sink into me.

His mouth drops open at the contact of skin on skin, and I try to control the roll of my eyes as hot pleasure fills me with every movement I make against him.

His hands slide over my body, reminding me of his touch, keeping me grounded, and I desperately kiss him as I chase every drop of my orgasm.

I get lost in him; maybe reality doesn’t really matter, as long as he's with me in the end.

He kisses me hard as I ride him, erasing any doubt or insecurity in my chest.

“Real. Mine.”

“Yours. Always yours. Just as you are mine, my life, my woman, my wife.”

His words take me to my limit, and I feel that he does too, because he dumps his orgasm inside me at the same moment that pleasure invades me.

I sigh, but don’t move. I just lie there, letting him stroke my hair.

“You know, I can’t have a baby,” I whisper after a while. “I know you never asked, but I can’tbe a mother. Andwe never really talked about this, and it probably seems random to blurt it out after everything that just happened, but seeing my sister, her family… is that what family is supposed to mean? I don’t think every family has to look like that, but I guess I just need to know—no matter what, will you want to be my family? Will you choose me, even when things get messy?”

Zane looks into my eyes as if he can find the answer there. “Is a kid something you want?”

I shake my head.

“Great. Then we’ll be cat parents forever. I choose you. Always.”

I smile.

“I think I’m obsessed with you, Zane Hill.”

He smiles and then turns my face to his, his eyes full of emotion."Well, Mia Hill, I’m definitely obsessed with you."

CHAPTER 24

MIA

It’s so easy to feelhappy when you discover that someone is real, someone you thought you might’ve just imagined... but the hard part? Realizing that someone you believed with all your heart was real was actually made up. It's like losing someone to death, only worse, because that person never even existed. No one else can share the same grief because they were just in your head.

But at least Tristan is real. That’s something.

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