Suddenly, I am on my back and my legs are hiked up over his shoulders. He pushes into me, taking me hard. My eyes close and I smile—I love how dominating he is in bed. Ha! He’s dominating outside the bedroom too. I do love how I got him to this point, knowing he would take over.
“Look at me, baby.”
I open my eyes—he’s inches above me, his eyes showing me how worried he is. “Right here is where you belong,” he says as he slams hard, making his point and taking me over the edge.
I’m lost in a sea of colors as I scream out his name, my orgasms coming in waves.
He covers my mouth to muffle my screams as I feel him quiver, finding his bliss right after mine. He flops down and rests his head on my stomach as I run my fingers through his damp hair. “I want to do that to you every morning,” he says as he kisses me above my belly button right before he rolls off, pulling me back onto his chest. “Next time, I want to take it slow, make it last for hours.”
I don’t have any words for the way I feel. Instead I lean up, kissing him once under his chin.
I wake again at seven. This time, Cole doesn’t budge when I slip out of bed. I pull the blankets over him, making sure he’s warm before I jump in for a quick shower. I manage to get dressed without waking the poor guy.
“Good morning,” Abigail says, handing me a cup of coffee. “You get any sleep?”
“A little.” I sigh, feeling a bit sore. Two times with Cole, and I should be sitting on a donut ring. “Cole is still sleeping. He’s really tired. Can you make sure no one wakes him?”
“Of course. And Frank arrived twenty minutes ago. He’s outside with Daniel if you want to speak with him.”
“Yes, I do. Thanks.”
She comes around the island and gives me a hug. “Please don’t leave us. We all love you.” She sniffs, letting me go.
My eyes prickle. “I love you too, Abigail.” And I do. Wow, I really do care a lot for this woman.
I pull on my coat and boots and head out. It’s snowing lightly as I make my way over to Frank and Daniel at the stables.
“Good morning,” I say, coming up behind them.
“Hello, Savannah,” Frank says. “Have you made your decision?”
Daniel takes off his knit hat, slips it over my head, then grants me a Logan smile. “I’ll see you indoors.”
Cole
Cole opens his eyes, feeling like something is off. His hand quickly does a swipe of the bed, and he jumps when he notices she’s gone. Shit! It is quarter to eight, and Frank was supposed to arrive at six thirty. He flips down the panel on the wall, enters the code, and races toward his bedroom. He needs to get some clothes.
Running down the stairs and into the kitchen, he finds his father and Abigail looking worried.
“Where is she?”
“Out by the stables,” Abigail says. “They’ve been talking for over an hour.”
Cole moves over to the window and spots them. Savannah has her back to the house, and Frank is nodding.
“Why didn’t someone wake me?” he asks, trying to think clearly.
“Savi wanted you to sleep.”
Of course, she did. He flops himself on a stool, thinking he can barely remember the last time he slept past seven a.m.
“There’s nothing you can do but wait,” Daniel says from behind him. “Looks like they’ll be a while, so go have a shower. You look like hell.”
After taking his Dad’s advice and grabbing a brief shower, he joins them back at the kitchen table. His mother hands him a plate of bacon and eggs. He rubs his head. This waiting is killing him.
“How did she seem last night?” his mother asks, sitting across from him.
“Confused. I can tell she doesn’t want to go.”