Page 59 of Fade (Fighting Fate)

“Don’t worry about her,” Dad said, like he could read my mind. “She’ll be fine. It’s nothing she wasn’t prepared for.”

I sighed. Like he knew Mom at all. Straightening my shoulders, I prepared to get down to business. “I need the access codes to my trust.”

Silence met me.

I returned it with my own silence.

After a while, I heard a sigh. “Can I ask what you need it for?”

While I didn’t give a shit if the old man knew I was marrying Amy or not, I didn’t want him causing any trouble for us either. I paused, thinking over my answer. Deciding to throw all caution to the wind, I raised my chin. “I’m going to marry Amy before I deploy.”

I didn’t know what I was expecting. Maybe it was for him to blow up or something. But it certainly wasn’t for him to just sigh.

“You know that’s ridiculous, right?”

I bit my tongue. That was one thing I had military school to thank for. “Your opinion is noted. I’ll let Mom know you’ll be forwarding them today. Bye, Dad.”

I didn’t wait for a response. Pressing the button to end the call, I pushed the cell deep into my pocket before heading straight upstairs to climb back into bed with Amy. I never realized just how valuable time was until now. Every little second mattered.

My initial intention was to resume my position beside her without disturbing her sleep, but as soon as I found her spread out on my bed in only her panties, the sheet crumpled in a heap, exposing her sexy-as-hell body to me, all that went out the window.

I stood there for a long moment, burning the picture of her like that onto the screen of my mind. Fuck, I was going to miss her. Training in a different country was bad enough. Being in a combat zone with questionable communication was going to be shit.

Knowing I just needed to be inside her, I rid myself of my shorts and crawled over the bed, kissing her silky skin as I went.

By the time I reached her hip, kissing over the lacy part of her panties, she began to stir, and a soft moan hummed on her lips.

“Daniel . . . ” she murmured, still not fully awake.

Something about the way she still knew it was me, even in her sleep, made my chest buzz with a strange warmth.

I licked and kissed my way up her toned stomach, blowing my warm breath where my lips and tongue had been. When I reached her chest, I carefully drew the flat of my tongue over her nipple, then ever so gently, took it in my mouth. She gasped, then her chest rose, pressing herself against my mouth harder.

“Oh, Daniel,” she moaned.

My cock jerked at the sound of her sexy, breathy voice. “Need you . . .” I murmured against her skin.

She made some noise of consent, her hands reaching above her head and loosely gripping the headboard. With quick movements, I removed her panties and parted her legs. Grabbing hold of my cock, I moved it over her folds, groaning when I found her already soaking wet.

“Fuck, Amy. You make me so fucking hard. I need you so much. I need to be inside you.”

“Please . . . Daniel . . . ” she whispered.

“I’ll always need you, baby. Always . . . ” I said, leaning over her. Then I pushed inside.

Taking her mouth, I kissed her slow and deep, then, reaching toward the headboard, I laced my fingers through hers and began to move.

Chapter 27

Amy

Seth grabbed my hand and pulled it toward him. “What the fuck is this!”

I blinked at him, my gaze moving from his angry one down to my ring. I’d only just managed to catch him during a quick break he’d taken between emergencies at the hospital. I’d had to wait two and a half hours, but it needed to be done.

I knew Daniel hadn’t been super happy about me talking to Seth on my own. He’d wanted to show Seth that we were serious, and that he had every intention of making our marriage work. It had taken a bit of convincing, but knowing there was bound to be some backlash from our decision, we finally agreed it’d be best to talk to both our families on our own.

“Daniel asked me to marry him,” I said quietly.

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