My core clenched around him. “Cole!” I cried out in a wild voice I barely recognized.
“Angel,” Cole groaned as he slid home a final time and found his own release.
He caught me before my legs gave out, picked me up, and plopped me onto his lap when he sat on the bench.
I wrapped my arms around him and held him, my heart hammering and my breath sawing in and out of my lungs.
He held me tightly, his forehead resting against mine.
God, how I loved this man.
Every single thing about him.
My heart tripped.
Love.
I loved him.
I was so in love with Cole Remington that I couldn’t imagine my life without him anymore.
I stilled, startled and a little bit afraid of those emotions.
Until Cole spoke…
“That’s it, Lauren. Don’t ever make me lose control like that again. I mean it.”
I actually giggled.
Falling in love was a giant leap of faith for me, but I was positive I’d finally found the man who would always be there to catch me when I fell.
Cole
“This is definitely the most beautiful piece of jewelry I’ve ever owned, but you have to stop with the gifts, Cole,” Lauren informed me as she ran a finger over the sapphire necklace I’d given her a few days ago.
“Why?” I asked as I stroked her hair.
It was a Saturday, and we were both lazing near the river, Cash and Daisy grazing nearby.
We’d been dating for over a month now, and this was one of our favorite ways to spend the day.
It was April, and we were getting a warming trend, so we’d headed out to our favorite spot.
Lauren and I had already made a lot of fond memories here, both lustful and sweet.
For some reason, we seemed to do a lot of talking here…among other things.
Probably because it was quiet and peaceful, with almost no distractions.
I was lying on my back in the grass, and Lauren was right beside me with her head on my chest.
“You buy me something at least once a week,” she protested. “Sometimes more than once a week. And they’re not inexpensive and thoughtful gifts. Okay, theyarethoughtful, but they’re also expensive.”
“Not for me,” I told her. “You needed that fancy new laptop for work, so that wasn’t really a gift. The trip to New York to see a Broadway show was a date. You can’t really count that as a gift. The earrings look beautiful on you, and that necklace had to be yours because it matches your eyes. It’s not like you never buy me anything or do anything for me.”
More often than not, Lauren shopped and cooked meals when we were together. She also spontaneously picked up stuff from the bakery for me or a cinnamon roll and coffee at The Mug And Jug. She brought me a lot of gifts that I didn’t know I needed until she gave them to me.
She rolled her eyes. “I don’t buy you things that cost more than my vehicle. I know you can afford it, but I’m really not used to getting a lot of expensive gifts.”
