“What did you just say?” She must have seen the shock on my face or felt how loudly my heart thundered in my chest where she pressed her hand.
“I’m not pregnant, Kai. But I want to be someday.”
“Fuck, yes. Let’s do it!”
“Which one? Moving or having a baby?”
“All of it.”
“Good, because I might have found a buyer.”
“You’ve done all thisandhanded me divorce papers on the same day.”
“Let me sit on your cock, and I’ll tell you all about it.”
I didn’t waste time with a reply and gripped her hips, positioning myself at her wet entrance.
“On second thought,mi reina, just shut up and let me fuck you.”
Amalia’s laugh quieted as she let herself fall, sinking over me until I bottomed out, with a groan into her shoulder. Her feet couldn’t touch the ground, which left her without leverage to bounce on my cock the way only she knew how, so I guided her hips, setting the rhythm.
It didn’t matter where we laid down roots or what crazy curveball life threw our way. As long as she was my wife, I was home.
EPILOGUE
Miami, FL
Sunsetwould always hold a special place in my heart and memories. While nothing rivaled that hilltop and the views of the city below against the horizon, the world from this high-rise overlooking the marina was undoubtedly a close second.
I clung to the railing, my eyes shut tight, as the warm, salty city air caressed my face, carrying the bittersweet memories of Villa Dorada. The pain that accompanied those thoughts was soothed, if only for a moment, by the gentle touch of the wind. A sense of peace washed over me, signaling the end of a chapter in my life. The documents were signed, and Villa Dorada, with all its ghosts, belonged to someone else. In the six months since Gio’s death and my severed ties with what was left of my girls, I’d experienced a whirlwind of emotions—healing, crying, and falling madly in love every single day.
Kai had this way of reading me, feeling my energy, and always being there when I needed him. As if I’d called out to himin my thoughts, there he was, with strong arms around me. I had always taken care of myself, but I had never felt so protected and loved in his embrace.
I looked up at his handsome face, and he leaned to kiss me.
“Ready to get back to our room?” he asked, holding me tighter.
“Yeah. We should get some rest. We’ve been traveling all day, and I still want to catch the sunrise and stick my feet in the sand before we head out.”
“Sounds like a plan.”
The moment the elevator doors closed, I was on him, arching up on the tips of my toes as he reached down and lifted me. I’d never get enough of being in his arms.
“I’m not that tired,” I whispered, kissing along his jaw.
“I wasn’t either, but I needed an excuse to get you back in our room as soon as possible.”
I chuckled against the skin of his neck, inhaling his crisp, masculine scent, which made me want to taste him.
“No sense in beating around the bush, Cain. Take what you want when you want because you know I’m yours.”
He used his thumb to caress the bridge of my nose and over my eyebrow. “Sometimes, even now, I wonder what I did right in this life to deserve you.”
“You’ve done many things right, baby,” I said, kissing his lips. “That thing you did with your tongue this morning. Perfect.” He laughed. “The way you eat is unrivaled.”
“I did kill that omelet this morning pretty fast, didn’t I?”
I swatted him and joined his laughter. “Yeah, you sure did.”
