His lips twist into a wicked grin, and he lowers his mouth to mine and surges back into me. “I’d have found you, Emerson Leigh Scott. That’s what being put on this earth for me is all about.”
My new name sends a warmth rushing through me. I know reality awaits us at home, but I’m not ready to give up our bubble of paradise.
“We’re not leaving tomorrow, Emi.” He reads my mind and speaks softly against my lips. “We’re going to bask in this for another two days. I’m not ready to give it all up.”
“How’d you know that’s what I was thinking?”
“I can read it in your eyes, and I feel the same way. I arranged for us to stay a little longer.”
“Is it possible for me to love you even more?”
“Why don’t we find out?”
He kisses me with such passion, I latch around him and begin to move in sync.
Two days will never be enough, but it will have to do…
Epilogue
Walker
Three Weeks Later
“What’s your problem this morning?” Marcus elbows me as I load up my gun on the four-wheeler.
“Emi’s been feeling bad since we got here Thursday. I think she’s taken on too much, but she won’t admit it.”
“Maren’s been a little grouchy, too, since starting PI training.”
“I think it’s more.”
“Man, it’s her first time up here on a hunt weekend. There are guys everywhere. It’s hunting season. She’s met these guys once at your wedding. It’s a lot of pressure. She’s been working her ass off trying to meet, socialize, and please everyone.”
“When’s Maren going to be here?”
“About ten. Emi’s sending her to a bakery in town to pick up a cake for tonight. She said it’s a special occasion.”
My senses go on alert. “What’s the special occasion?”
“Some shit about you getting the biggest kill today. Poor woman will be disappointed when I wipe the floor with you.”
I chuckle to myself. Emi’s gotten involved in my rivalry with Marcus during hunting season, and she’s more brutal than I am.
“Yeah, well, we’ll see. Today feels like my lucky day.”
Headlights shine through the darkness, and my dad drives up with Thomas, jumping out and looking like a man who means business.
“My baby girl still asleep?” Thomas asks, unloading his guns from the back of Dad’s truck.
“She probably will be until we get back. She likes her sleep.”
He grins at me, shaking his head. “She always has.”
“What’s with the Camo Joe gear?” Marcus smirks at him.
“I’m going to show you young boys how it’s done.” Travis doesn’t miss a beat.
I hear the familiar whining from the cabin and take off running to let Lucky out before he wakes Emi. He trots over to our crew, which now includes the other men I know well.