My world exploded with those words. He reached down and captured my lips with his as he kissed me before calling out my name. It was one of the most intense orgasms I’d ever had.
Nothing in this entire world will ever be as wonderful as this very moment. Nothing.
Josh leaned up on his elbows, catching his breath, as he looked me in the eyes. “I can’t wait to make love to you under the stars of Italy. ”
Wait. What? “Italy?”
He smiled and kissed my nose. “Yeah, princess. Italy. ”
My pouch!
“I brought it, Heather. It’s in my backpack. ”
I looked at him, confused, and then I realized he knew what I was thinking. “You brought my flower petals?”
“I did. ”
My heart swelled with more love.
“Just when I think a moment with you couldn’t be any more special, you go off and do something else to top the one before. ”
“Are you happy, Heather?”
I smiled. “I’ve never been so happy in my life. ”
Josh rolled off of me, and I snuggled up next to him.
“Give me just a little bit,” he whispered.
I listened to his breathing as it got more and more relaxed. I was pretty sure we were both going to fall asleep together.
As I looked out the window to the dark ocean outside, I thought about my mother and father. Were they as happy as Josh and I are? I so badly wanted to call Ellie, Ari, and Amanda to ask them if they had felt the most overwhelming sense of love on their wedding nights. My heart felt like it couldn’t hold any more love.
Then, he started to mumble. I put my chin on the back of my hand and watched him sleep.
“Don’t drop the babies, Jeff!” Josh called out in his sleep.
When I giggled and kissed his chest, he opened his eyes and looked down at me.
“My love will always be faithful and true to you,” I said.
He moved his arm around me and smiled. “I love you, Heather. ”
“I love you, too, Josh. ”
He closed his eyes and drifted back off to sleep.
Italy? Wow. I closed my eyes and dreamed of Josh making love to me on a beach…under the stars of Italy.
Chapter Forty-Five
“Dewey, I’m really not in the mood to go to a bar tonight. I just got back from the coast, and I’m tired. ”
“Come on, Jessie. You’ve been pouting ever since you got back. Let’s just go boot-stomping. ”
I rolled my eyes as my brother looked at me with pleading eyes.
“Fine. ”