Sometimes it was so damn hard to believe that this man and our daughter were my life now.
This home.
This small town.
The Remington family that were now the dearest of friends to me.
I wondered exactly how I’d gotten to this place and this time, when just a few years ago I was in the darkest place imaginable.
Most of the time, I didn’t question my good luck, but there were moments like right now that made me so grateful that my heart was bursting with happiness.
Asher rolled the two of us until I was beneath him and panting from his sexy embrace.
“I love you,” I said breathlessly. “I love you so much.”
“I love you back, beautiful,” he said huskily, his intense gray eyes swirling with heat and a love I never could have imagined before I met him.
My heart skipped a beat.
It had been a long road for us to find each other.
A lot of pain.
A lot of emptiness.
A lot of recovery.
So many moments when neither one of us understood nor imagined a happiness like we were living in now.
“Make love to me, Asher,” I whispered, my body and my heart aching for him.
“I’m planning on it,” he said hoarsely as he lowered his head to kiss me again.
I sighed against his lips, knowing that he and I were just beginning the rest of our lives together.
Somewhere along the way, Asher Remington and I had managed to completely heal each other’s souls.
We’d both learned what it was like to experience true happiness, and it was good.
So. Damn. Good.
I kissed him back with all of the love in my heart, knowing it was finally time for us to revel in the joy that life could bring after the darkness.
Moments later, I lost myself in Asher’s embrace, and it was a very long time before I had another coherent thought again.
~The End~
