Last night was amazing. We curled up on the balcony under a blanket with me on West’s lap and watched the balloons light up the sky. I even video called Kinsley and showed her.
I sent a video to my brother, Mom, and Dad, who were all shocked we got this place last minute, much less tickets to the Balloon Fiesta.
Today we showed up early and plan to spend the whole day at the Balloon Fiesta. The guys setting up the balloons are more than happy to answer questions, and before long, the sky is filled with bright colors.
We watch balloon after balloon take off, and West pulls my back to his chest and wraps his arms around my waist, holding me close. Watching the balloons in the sky, me in West’s arms, I can't remember the last time I was this happy or felt this safe.
Every so often, West looks down at me and places a soft kiss on my lips or forehead before looking at the balloons again. As the balloons get farther away, he looks at me, and this time our eyes lock and neither of us moves for a long moment.
Turning in his arms to face him, I put my arms around his waist, holding him close. He tucks a piece of hair behind my ear, something I notice he likes to do right before he kisses me. Only this time, he doesn't move closer, but he continues to stare into my eyes.
"I love you, Rory." His warm brown eyes never leaving mine.
My heart races. How long have I wanted to hear those words? How many nights did I stay up dreaming about them, imagining he was mine? Now the moment is here, and it's so much better than my teenage fantasy. Everything about this man is better than I could ever have imagined.
"I love you too, West, and think I have for a long time."
One of his blinding smiles lights up his face, making my heart skip a beat. Then he leans down and kisses me with an unbridled passion that leaves me breathless.
"Let's head back to the condo and I’ll show you how much I love you," he whispers next to my ear. His warm breath brushes my ear and sends shivers down my spine.
"Okay." Is all I get out before he picks me up, throws me over his shoulder, and carries me back to the car like a caveman.
What have I gotten myself into?
Weston
All I can think about now is getting back to the condo. I'm in shock. She loves me too. I didn't mean to say the words out loud, but the more I looked into her eyes, the harder it became not to say anything.
Watching her enjoy the balloons and checking this off her bucket list hit me right in the heart. The look in her eyes matched how I felt, and I can't describe it, but to say it was breathtaking. But I knew without a doubt that this wasn't some teenage fantasy I was acting out, or a vacation fling, or like anything I had ever felt before.
At that moment, I couldn't imagine a life without her. Finally, the life I had wanted all this time seems in my grasp, and I want it. Though the words tumbled out of my mouth uncontrollably, I couldn't have stopped them if I tried.
The last thing I expected was for her to say them back. For this beautiful, perfect woman to love me… Me.
I still can't believe it.
My one desire right now is to get us back to the condo quickly. The traffic in the area due to the balloons taking off is insane, and the throb in my cock only gets worse with each passing moment. Her scent fills the car, and a single thought runs through my mind... she’s mine.
Once again, the moment we get in the condo, I pin her with her back to the door. I find myself doing this a lot with her. Maybe it’s something about not being able to wait to get my hands and lips on her. Or it’s about crowding her, so her attention is on me and only me.
When my lips meet hers, it's like my body can finally relax. She’s mine, she’s home, and she’s not going anywhere. Though my cock does the opposite of relaxing. It knows what it wants, her and only her.
"Say it again," I growl.
"I love you, West."
"I love you too, baby girl. So damn much."
My lips are on hers again. As much as I want to take her to bed and make love to her, I want to remember this moment, this kiss, and this surrender to each other. She’s mine, and I'm hers and this point in time seals the deal.
"No going back. You are mine."
"That's all I ever wanted, West." She wraps her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck.
My hands go to her firm ass, sliding as far as I can under her shorts, kneading the baby soft flesh. Turning, I carry her to the bedroom, where I don't plan to let her leave until we absolutely have to tomorrow.
I lay her on the bed and remove her clothes like I’m unwrapping a present. Once she’s naked and lying on the bed, I want her even more. She looks like an angel against the white sheets. Keeping my eyes riveted on her, I remove my clothes while her eyes caress me as she makes her way down, landing on my cock.