Jackson pulls me in for a hug. “I was thinking we could keep it for the kids. Maybe I could make it into a cubby house.”
I pull back to look at him. “What kids?”
“Our kids, silly. We’re going to get you everything on that list of the perfect life that you want. Step one is your own bakery. Step two is kids.”
And then with a sexy grin, he tugs on my hand pulling me towards the back of the bakery. “Actually, if you’ll step into the kitchen, we could get started on that right now.”
I laugh as I follow him through to the back. The steel kitchen tops are clean and the kitchen is hidden away from the front.
Nobody knows we are here.
And the occasion calls for celebration.
Oh heck, who am I kidding? I don’t need much convincing to let Jackson rock my world, because, really, he was step one towards this perfect life.
I let out a happy giggle as Jackson pulls me back into his arms. His hot, hungry kisses igniting my passion and need for him as only he can. It doesn’t take long for my giggles to turn to moans of pleasure. And my last thought before I lose my mind is how happy I am. No more glass half full. My glass is filled to the brim with joy!
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