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  “It’s all right baby...it’s just you and me.”

  “The way it should be,” I growl in her ear. “Let me take you home.”

  I take her suitcase and grab her hand, leading her away. In the car on the way home, I listen to her telling me all the details I’ve missed from the trip. I barely say a word, just reveling in the sound of her voice. The car smells of her perfume, and I can feel her hand on my leg as I drive. I can’t stop smiling.

  Back at the apartment, I open the door for my woman and let her inside. She sighs into the couch happily, looking happy to be home. She looks even happier when I crawl on top of her and kiss her hard. She giggles against my lips.

  “I’ve missed this,” she whispers.

  “Me too,” I growl, nipping her ear with my teeth. “Would you like a glass of wine, darling? Sit back and relax...I’m going to cook you dinner.”

  “That sounds perfect, I’m glad you didn’t suggest going out in the end. I’m so tired.”

  I kiss the top of her head. “I thought you might be, I thought you’d want to kick back for this evening. We can have dinner out later in the week. We have all the time in the world.”

  “You know me so well,” she says happily. I let her continue talking as I head into the kitchen. After fetching her wine, I start on the steaks I’ve got for dinner. I’m not much of a cook, but I make a mean steak dinner, and it’s Despina’s favorite.

  Later at the dinner table, with our stomachs full and half a bottle of wine gone between us, Despina leans back in her seat and looks at me with love in her eyes. I smile back.

  “What are you thinking about?”

  “How perfect you are,” she replies, not missing a beat. “You’ve made such an effort for me coming home...part of me was worried how we’d be after so long apart...but you’ve reminded me of how easy it is to be with you. We’re the perfect match...and it makes me happier than anything.”

  “Glad to hear it, baby. I want to give you the world.”

  “You already did,” she tells me. “And you know what? I know exactly what I want to write as my next novel.”

  “You do?” I say in surprise. I was expecting it to take her longer to come up with something. She told me that her first novel was years in the making. She smiles back at me.

  “I guess I’ve been inspired...by us. By you and me. I want to write our story. I want the world to know what a beautiful love we share. Better than anything I could come up with from thin air...it’s going to be an even bigger hit than my debut. What do you reckon, honey?”

  A growl forms in my throat. The way she’s talking is turning me on. Knowing how deep her love for me runs is the hottest fucking thing in the world. I stand up from the table and stalk around to the other side of the table, towering over her possessively. I take her chin in my hands and tilt it up so that she’s looking me in the eyes. She gasps, almost like she’s forgotten what the chemistry between us feels like. How overpowering it is. Even I didn’t remember how good this feels. It feels like there’s electricity bouncing between us.

  “It sounds perfect,” I say gruffly, overwhelmed by my arousal. “Do you think you’ll need...inspiration?”

  She gasps under my touch, rising to her feet. Before I know it, we’re kissing. She leaps up into my arms. I’m so desperate for her that I don’t even bother taking her to the bedroom. I don’t even bother taking off her clothes. I hitch her skirt up to her hips and lie her down on my fur rug in front of the window that overlooks the city. I don’t care if anyone can see us. I want the world to know she’s mine. She’s back by my side and I’m never letting her go anywhere without me again.

  I yank her panties to one side and release my cock from my pants. We’ve got all the time in the world for long, drawn out sex. But tonight, it’s clear just how much we need each other. It doesn’t matter that I know I won’t last five minutes. It doesn’t matter that I’ll have her lying in a quivering mess within seconds. We don’t need foreplay right now. We just need to feel each other.

  I slide inside her as easily as I always have. I find her wet and ready for me and she cries out in pleasure as I sink deep inside her tight pussy. I fuck her hard and fast and she claws at my shirt to bring me in closer. We kiss desperately, our hearts racing as we make love right there on the floor. We’re both sweating, both panting hard, but it feels amazing after so much time away from each other. It’s only been two weeks since I flew out to see her, and of course, we fucked then too, but this...this feels like coming home.

  “I love you, baby,” Despina pants. “Luke…God, yes, Luke.”

  “I love you too,” I growl in her ear, intoxicated by her presence. “I’m going to cum.”

  “Cum inside me,” she begs. “Please, baby, give it to me.”

  I feel myself shudder and then moments later, I’m filling her up with my seed. She orgasms several seconds later. She loves when I cum inside her, and it feels so fucking good. But this time, it feels like something more. I get the sense that what we just did here was something even more special than it seems on the surface. As we lie next to one another on the rug, hand in hand, Despina turns to me and whispers something.

  “I think this is it...I think you just got me pregnant,” she breathes. I kiss her hard.

  “I don’t think. I know we’re having a baby.”

  A tired, but exhilarated smile covers Despina’s face. She snuggles into my chest and I take a moment to catch my breath. I’m finally complete. All I’ve ever wanted is a family...a beautiful woman by my side who I can fill up with my babies. Someday, we’ll live out in the country with all our kids and grow old together. And I know in this modern day, some people think that dream is dead. But I know for sure this is the real deal. I know me and Despina are forever. And now, as I hold her close and think about what we just shared, I know we’re one step closer to my fantasy.

  And I can’t wait.

  EXTENDED EPILOGUE

  Despina

  Fourteen more years later (after the epilogue – fifteen years in total)

  Sometimes, when I feel worn down by my week at work, or when the kids are driving me crazy, I close my eyes and think about how lucky I am. Fifteen years ago to this day, I found everything I was looking for. Fifteen years ago, my world turned upside down in the best possible way. And fifteen years ago today, I found a happiness I never expected to have.

  It’s the anniversary of the day I met Luke, so of course it’s a special day, but waking up next to him always feels like such a beautiful thing. For once, I’m awake before he is, before the kids are even up. I roll onto my side and watch the man of my dreams sleep. Luke’s lips are parted as he sleeps, breathing in and out softly. It always makes me smile to see how peaceful he is in his sleep. He lets go of all his possessive energy. He’s so protective of me and his family when he’s awake that it must exhaust him. He’s always got his arm around me, showing anyone who might look our way that I’m his. He’s always been so good with the kids too, a trait I can’t help but love in him. So I let him sleep a while longer, knowing the day will be chaotic, as it always is. For a moment, we can just enjoy the still and quiet.

  When he finally stirs, he wakes up smiling. He grabs his glasses from the bedside table as he does every morning and then puts them on to look at me. His smile grows wider.

  “Good morning, my beautiful wife,” he murmurs, leaning in to kiss me. Even after all these years, his kisses still give me butterflies. “Happy anniversary.”

  “Happy anniversary, baby...you looked so peaceful.”

  “I was dreaming of you,” he growls, capturing my lips in his again. “How long do you think we have until the terrible trio come and wake us up?” He gropes at my breast, pinching my nipple between his fingers as he does. I sigh in content.

  “Not long,” I breathe.

  “Long enough for a quickie?” he murmurs. But even as he’s saying it, I hear the padding of footsteps on the landing. Luke chuckles as he looks into my eyes.


  “I guess not,” he says. There’s a soft knock on the door several moments later and our youngest son, Marcus, enters the room, clutching his teddy bear. He’s at the age where he relies on us for everything, and it makes me feel so loved.

  “I had a nightmare, Mommy,” he says quietly, sticking his thumb in his mouth. I pat the space in the bed between me and Luke.

  “Come on then, baby. Get in bed with us. We’ll make it all better.”

  Marcus doesn't need to be told twice. He snuggles up to the pair of us and we stroke his hair while I pick up one of his books from my bedside table. Technically, it’s one of my books. I wrote it for my kids and had it published a few years ago. I’ve been writing for children ever since I got pregnant with our first son, Eddie. I guess my children inspired me, the way Luke has always inspired my romance novels. Nowadays, he’s handed his company over to someone else so that he can enjoy retirement and help me edit my novels. It’s a perfect arrangement and we plan to keep it up for as long as I’m still working. Since my career hasn’t floundered for a second in the past fifteen years, I guess we’ll still be going for quite some time.

  As we’re halfway through the story, when our middle child joins us quietly. Marie is a little shy and rarely speaks up, but she always comes to join us for story time. She sits on her father’s lap and we continue reading together. And as we’re finishing up the story, Eddie knocks on the door with two cups of coffee in his hands.

  “Happy anniversary, Mom and Dad,” he says sweetly. I can’t help smiling at him. Unlike most thirteen year olds, he’s not ashamed to be close to his parents, and he’s always helpful around the house. I know plenty of people have nightmare kids, and that young boys tend to be rowdy, but my kids aren’t like that. My boys have all the qualities of young gentlemen. I guess they got those from their father.

  “Thank you, darling,” I say with a beam, taking my drink from him. He’s even bothered to use my favorite mug. “Are you too old for story time?”

  Eddie rolls his eyes at me, but I can tell he wants to join us. He sits on the end of the bed and we spend another blissful hour as a family, reading and laughing together. Then Luke insists we all go downstairs where he makes us all pancakes with bacon. He lets Marie help, knowing she’s got the makings of a future chef. She’s always keen to help in the kitchen and I love to watch the way her face lights up when Luke allows her to flip the pancakes.

  I quietly sip my coffee, watching my family as though from the outside. They’re all so perfect in my eyes. They’re the reason I get out of bed every day with a positive attitude and a smile on my face. When I was younger, before I met Luke, I was only ever driven by my desperation for a successful career. And then I found love with this family that I made for myself. I got to choose my family for the first time, and it was more perfect than anything. Even though I love my brother, he had his flaws when it came to me and Luke. But this family I’ve built have never let me down, and I know they never will.

  Later in the day, the kids all head off to their extracurricular activities and I have an hour to myself with my husband. As we arrive home from dropping the kids off, he opens a bottle of wine and puts on some music. I recognize it immediately. It’s the song that was playing on the radio the first time we went out together. Beethoven’s Symphony No. 7. It’s not really the sort of music you dance to, but he takes me in his arms anyway and begins to rock me. I giggle, pressing my face into his chest. He rubs his hands up and down my back, sending a shiver up my spine. He laughs at my response.

  “It’s crazy...after fifteen years, I can still make you shiver like that. Just like I did the day we met.”

  I snuggle in closer. “I know...and I still love you just as much. More, even. I never thought it would be possible to have so much love for one single person. And now...I feel it for our kids too. My heart is so full.”

  “Mine too,” Luke growls in my ear, kissing my neck. “And you know what? You’re just as sexy as the day we met.”

  “You don’t mean that.”

  “I do. You’re perfect.”

  “Even after having three kids?” I joke, though I can’t help feeling a little sad about the way my body’s changed. I’m not as skinny as I once was, and my body’s covered in stretch marks and cellulite. But when Luke growls and clutches me close to him, I feel fifteen years younger. It’s like he’s touching me for the first time all over again.

  “You’re the most beautiful thing on this Earth,” he says gruffly. “I need you to believe me. You’re perfect. You’ve given me the best three children I could ever ask for. You’ve been by my side through thick and thin...and you’re still stunning. You’re everything to me, Despina. Never forget that.”

  “I won’t, baby. Here’s to another fifteen years.”

  We stop dancing for a moment to pick up our wine glasses and toast. As we do, our eyes lock. In his eyes, I see the history of us. I see how far we’ve come, but how little has changed in the way that we feel. I see the love and the lust that he holds in his eyes and I feel alive.

  With him, I have everything I could ever need. My handsome nerd. My partner in crime.

  The love of my life.

  A MAN WHO KNOWS WHAT HE WANTS

  Book 1: Baby Lust

  Book 2: Veteran

  Book 3: Built

  Book 4: Bambino

  Book 5: Rescued

  Book 6: Leader

  Book 7: Professor

  Book 8: Burned

  Book 9: Worldly

  Book 10: Pistol

  Book 11: Policed

  Book 12: Driven

  Book 13: Lucky 13

  Book 14: Lumberjacked

  Book 15: Protector

  Book 16: Carpenter

  Book 17: Italian Stallion

  Book 18: Gardener

  Book 19: Budapest Billionaire’s Virgin

  Book 20: Billionaire’s Babysitter

  Book 21: Cocky CFO

  Book 22: Fireman’s Filthy 4th

  Book 23: Mechanic

  Book 24: SEAL’s Secret

  Book 25: Police, Pooch, and Smooch

  Book 26: Fireman’s Fake Fiancée

  Book 27: Billionaire’s Virgin Ballerina

  Book 28: Bitcoin Billionaire’s Babysitter

  Book 29: Veterans Day Daddy

  Book 30: Cowboy’s Christmas Carol

  Book 31: Police Officer’s Princess

  Book 32: Statham

  Book 33: Bodyguard

  Book 34: Greek God

  Book 35: Billionaire Single Dad's Babysitter

  Book 36: Mountain Man

  Book 37: SEAL’s Justice

  Book 38: Royal Romance

  Book 39: Doctor Mountain Man’s Special Delivery

  Book 40: Crocodile Dan D

  Book 41: Mountain Man’s Secret Baby

  Book 42: Doctor Bad Boy’s Secret Baby

  Book 43: Cop’s Babysitter

  Book 44: Nanny for the Cop Next Door

  Book 45: Small Town SEAL’s Saving Grace

  Book 46: Cop’s Fake Fiancée

  Book 47: Billionaire’s Nanny

  Book 48: Cowboy’s Babysitter

  Book 49: Steamy

  Book 50: Brother’s Best Friend

  Book 51: Possessive Professor

  Book 52: Firefighter’s Babysitter

  Book 53: Soldier’s Secret Baby

  Book 54: Ward’s Independence Day

  Book 55: Doctor Next Door

  Book 56: Possessive Policeman

  Book 57: Coached by the MMA Fighter

  Book 58: Boss’s Babysitter

  Book 59: Virgin in New York

  Book 60: Rock Star’s Baby

  Book 61: Possessive Protector

  Book 62: Possessive Australian

  Book 63: Best Friend’s Brother

  Book 64: Possessive Cowboy

  Book 65: Summer Romanced

  Book 66: Possessive Prince

  Book 67: Lovers’s Enemy

  Book 68:
Cop’s Best Friend

  Book 69: Possessive Firefighter

  Book 70: Football Next Door

  Book 71: Doctor December

  Book 72: Possessive Canadian

  Book 73: Blue Collar Billionaire

  Book 74: Possessive K-9 Cop

  Book 75: Possessive Brazilian

  Book 76: Hockey Obsession

  Book 77: Possessive Boston Irish American MMA Fighter

  Book 78: Halloween Next Door

  Book 79: Possessive Russian

  Book 80: Baseball Mine

  Book 81: Cop’s Caribbean Captive

  Book 82: Instalove Island

  Book 83: Dad’s Best Friend

  Book 84: Thanksgiving with Dad’s Boss

  Book 85: Possessive Italian Neighbor

  Book 86: Possessive Portuguese

  Book 87: Possessive Christmas Cop

  Book 88: Russian’s Obsession

  Book 89: Possessive Doctor’s Christmas

  Book 90: Possessive Parisian Pilot

  Book 91: U.K. Boxing Day

  Book 92: Jealous Russian Stalker

  Book 93: Italian Mountain Man

  Book 94: Aggressive Russian

  Book 95: Possessive Valentine

  Book 96: Possessive Hunter

  Book 97: Dad’s Russian Mafia Friend

  Book 98: Russian Teacher

  Book 99: Australian Obsession

  Book 100: Russian Next Door

  Book 101: Dad’s Irish Friend

  Book 102: Nanny for the Russian Mafia

  Book 103: Best Friend’s Dad

  Book 104: Basketball Babymaker

  Book 105: Possessive Veterinarian

  Book 106: Brother’s Fireman Friend

  Book 107: Brother’s Canadian Cowboy Friend

  Book 108: Summer Vacation with Dad’s Best Friend

  Book 109: Dad’s Italian Mafia Friend

  Book 110: Dad’s Irish Mafia Friend

  Book 111: Dad’s Football Friend

  Book 112: Possessing His Dancing Queen

  Book 113: Brother’s Cop Friend

  Book 114: Halloween With Dad’s Best Friend

  Book 115: Claimed By Her Boss