The words echoed inside her head, as if she were hearing them for the very first time ever. And in a way, she was. Nobody who’d said them to her in the past had meant them. Not the way Scott so clearly did. She’d never known her father, and she couldn’t remember ever hearing those three words from her mother. And come on, let me move in, Meg. You know I love you, wasn’t the same as this heartfelt declaration.

She’d never forget hearing Scott say it now, and her eyes filled with tears. “I love you too.”

“Thank God.” Scott felt the sheen of perspiration on his forehead and lower back. Sheer nerves. He’d never been so scared as when he’d taken that leap, waiting to hear if she felt the same way. He might not get to keep her now, but he wouldn’t lose her forever. He had to believe that or he’d lose what was left of his mind.

He had more to say. So much more, but now wasn’t the time. “I need to be inside you,” he told her instead.

She smiled, laughing through tears. “That’s my sweet-talking man.”

Yeah, he was hers. Even if she moved out and insisted on doing things on her own, he’d be there until she came around. But that was talk for after.

He braced his hands on either side of her shoulders, flexed his hips, and drove home. Home being the only word crashing through his mind as he sheathed himself completely inside her warm, wet heat. He groaned as she cushioned him in her silken walls.

“Fuck,” he muttered. “You feel so good.” Beneath him, Meg arched her back, pulling him deeper when he hadn’t thought it possible.

“I need to feel you everywhere,” she said, her fingernails scraping against his scalp.

He groaned and began to move, thrusting in and out, totally in tune to her every sigh, moan, and shift of her body. And though his orgasm was building fast, it was obvious so was hers, her breathing coming more rapidly, the tugs on his hair more urgent.

She wrapped her legs around his waist, locking him against her body, taking what she needed from him as they drove each other toward an explosive climax. Heat and fire sizzled up his spine, his balls drawing up tight, the need to come warring with the desire to wait for her to tip over first.

“Oh God, Scott, love you,” she cried out at the moment she peaked and fell, her slick walls clasping him tight and sending him spiraling out of control as he came.

“Oh fuck, Meg, love you,” he said, his hips slamming into hers, his hot come filling her. Love you, he thought. Don’t leave me, came next. But with everything in him, he knew that she would.

Awhile later, they lay in his big bed, the silence surrounding them almost painful. Meg curled into his side, one hand on his chest, her naked body pressing against his. He savored the warmth and the feel of her wrapped up in him.

“I have to leave,” she said softly, her tears dripping onto his bare chest.

The words hurt as much if not more than he’d expected. “Yeah, I know. But I have to tell you a few things before you do.”

She sniffed and nodded.

His throat hurt, but he forced out the words. “If you’re leaving because at any point I convinced you that I don’t want a family or the fucking fairy tale I said doesn’t exist, that’s just not true anymore.”

She stiffened, and he used her shock to his advantage, pulling himself over her, staring into her beautiful face.

“Dare I ask what changed your mind?” she asked.

The answer was easy. “You did. I can’t live without you, and I don’t want to. I love you. I am going to love that baby, and I want us to be a family.” The words, once out, felt freeing. “I mean that. I don’t want you to leave. I want you to stay here, with me. But if you don’t stay, make sure it’s for the right reasons.”

“Scott—”

He silenced her with a long kiss, losing himself in her sweetness before pulling back. “Go because you need to prove to yourself that you can get by without a man. Without me. But know that I’ll be here waiting when you’re ready to fight for us.”

She cupped his face and ran her hands over his clean-shaven cheeks. “I love you too. And you’re saying everything I ever wanted to hear.”

“But you’re leaving.” He braced himself for the final slam.

In her big brown eyes, Scott saw all the hurt and pain he himself was feeling.

She nodded. “Like you said, I have to prove to myself I can be an adult and not the needy woman who chose a man, any man, as long as she wasn’t alone.”

He was so damned surprised she didn’t know herself yet. Didn’t see herself the way he did, as a strong, self-sufficient, woman capable of raising a baby alone. But she didn’t have to.

“Okay,” he said, forcing himself to roll to the side, off of her lush body. He felt the chill deep in his bones. “I’m not going to stop you or beg you to stay.”

She bit down on her trembling lower lip, her eyes still damp. “You’re not?”

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