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He rubbed his thumbs back and forth across her silky, smooth skin and thought about how lucky he was.

She hadn’t just taken care of Molly; she’d cared for him too, filling the lonely spaces deep within his heart that he thought might never be filled again. She’d done it all with grace and selflessness, like she did everything else. She was so much more than he deserved, but he’d make sure she’d never regret loving him.

Going forward, he vowed to fulfill all her needs like she did his. He wanted to make up for all the times he’d pushed her away or pretended not to care. He’d strive to show and tell her how much she meant to him every day for as long as she’d let him. But first, he had to figure out how to get her to stay in Florida. He understood that she didn’t want to “mooch” off him, but he had some ideas about how to get around that.

He’d promised they’d talk some more, but right now he had a more pressing need. Ever since they’d confessed their feelings, he’d been overcome with the desire to show her just how much he loved her. Based on the way she was gazing back at him, he got the distinct impression that she might not mind.

Chapter 31

Chloe was buzzing when they stepped into the elevator after dinner, but it wasn’t from the wine. She was humming with the knowledge that Bryce was in love with her too. When the elevator doors closed, his arms encircled her waist, and he backed her up to the wall. His lips descended on hers, and she accepted his kiss with eagerness.

By the time they’d reached their floor, she was breathless and hungry for more. They parted just before the doors slid open, and it was a good thing because a family of four was waiting to get on.

They raced each other down the hall, and when he got too far ahead, she slipped off her heels and hurried to catch up. She giggled while trying to open the door and kept fumbling with the key card.

“Stop doing that!” she scolded playfully as he nuzzled her neck.

Finally, the door opened with a loud click, and they tumbled inside, his arms wrapped around her from behind.

She dropped her heels on the floor and moved toward the bed, already aroused and anxious to be with him.

To her surprise, he paused and turned her around to face him. “We have a lot more to discuss, but if you don’t mind…”

“I don’t,” she interjected. “We can talk after.”

He pulled her close and kissed her lips, his tongue darting inside to wrestle with hers. She tipped her head back and moaned, loving the feel and taste of him and knowing with certainty that he wouldn’t push her away this time.

His hands skimmed up her back until they reached the zipper of her dress, and he slowly tugged it down as he continued kissing her.

He paused again only to pull down the bodice of the dress and expose her breasts. His eyes went wide when he discovered she hadn’t worn a bra, and he gazed at her mounds like he’d never seen them before.

Her nipples were hard and pointing right at him, demanding to be touched. She didn’t have to wait long, and he palmed them, his thumbs flicking over the tight buds.

“Missed this,” he mumbled before dipping his head down and drawing a nipple into his mouth.

Her hands burrowed in his hair, and she clutched his head to her chest as he suckled and nipped at her, the sensations shooting straight to her core.

After he’d thoroughly ravished both breasts, he popped his head up and continued undressing her.

When she’d gone shopping for golf clothes, she’d also bought a variety of new undergarments, and tonight she was wearing a pink thong with a red heart on the front of it.

When her dress hit the floor and she stepped out of it, he noticed the panties and broke out in a big grin. He motioned for her to spin around, and she did, pausing with her back to him. She glanced over her shoulder and saw that his eyes had darkened, and his chest heaved with ragged breaths.

“Damn,” he said as he squeezed her butt cheeks and pulled her against him.

“Do you like it?”

“Yes, and I’ll love it off too.”

Her laughter trailed off when he reached around and cupped her breasts again, his pelvis grinding against her backside.

Leaning her head on his shoulder, she swung one arm around his neck to hold him in place. At first, she’d been in a hurry to get him into bed, but now she decided that standing up was just as good.

He let go of one breast only to glide his hand over her stomach and into the front of her thong.

“Bryce…”

“Hmm?”