One month later
“Only one kiss? I didn’t realize you hated me today.”
Oh, the dramatics of her darling Prince.
Marianna rolled her eyes playfully and touched his lips two more times.
They had this cute thing they did by kissing three times when they saw each other next. It didn’t matter if it was five hours or five minutes.
“I hardlyeverhate you, Luke.”
The twins were napping. But wouldn’t be for much longer if he went on making her shriek with surprise the way he did when he hauled her onto his lap.
“Did you hate me last night?” The mouth at her neck was shiver inducing.
She knew exactly what he was talking about.
He’d asked her to dance for him late last night when they had to drop in at the gym. Tag pulled up a chair, hit play on the music, and she’d danced for him until her muscles protested. And then they’d had the best,the bestsex right there on the gym floor.
“My ballerina didn’t hate me at all last night, did she?” He smirked.
“Not even a little,” she confessed, cupping the side of his rough-feeling jaw. “I’m excited for tonight, are you?”
“Tell me something, darlin’. We gonna have to celebrate each month together as a milestone?” His smirk teased, and she jabbed him with her elbow. It was like poking granite.
“Hey, now. We have lived together for one entire month, that is a reason to celebrate with a date.”
He flashed a grin again. Voice dripping with love. “Yeah, it is, darlin’. Love waking up to you.”
It was the best.
And coming home to him.
And watching him walk through the door, knowing he’d drop everything and come to find her for a kiss. Every day when she heard the thundering rumble of his bike pulling into the driveway, she got an excited feeling in her tummy.
One of the sexiest things Tag did when he arrived home late was empty his pockets. She loved to watch him dump his change, keys, and phone on the dresser in their bedroom and then unhook the wallet chain from his hip.
She’d read something once and didn’t feel the connection to it until now. It came back in a rush.One day you’ll meet someone who will understand your story and protect you because they won’t want you to suffer the same pain again.
Tag was her someone.
This love of theirs had changed everything for Marianna.
It was like witnessing a miracle each day when she turned her head and saw Tag on the pillow next to her.
She wouldn’t ever be the same person she was.
Even though she was afraid of what would happen if he were not there. But that’s just it, how Marianna realized, Tag would always be there.
All she had to do was reach out and it would be his hand that held hers.
Their love was transformative.
Guess that made her the luckiest woman in the world.
“Your face just got soft.” He remarked, giving her hip bones a little squeeze.
An electric current rushed through the middle of her.