“Of course I will.”
He pinned me to the bed and kissed me, and I wrapped my legs around his hips, and all thoughts of travel, or children, or the future disappeared, because none of it mattered.
I had my Mack, my man, my monster.
I had more than I ever planned for.
And I wasn’t going to let it go for anything.
He kissed me, bit my lower lip, and made my back arch as the sun rose and the wind blew in through the open sliding glass door, filling the room with the smell of sand and ocean spray.