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Ryleigh kept surprising him with her big heart. She was just so damn selfish—always caring for others. If he didn’t love her already, he would have fallen right then and there for her.

“Where is she now?”

He wiped his cheek and said, “I have no idea. She took half the house with her and more than half what was in our bank account.”

Ryleigh sat up straight and a moment later the table lamp on her side of the bed lit up. “She did what?! She knew you had to take care of your son alone and she still took almost everything with her?”

Right now, he wasn’t in bed with the sweet Ryleigh who had just offered him her support. No, the woman glaring down at him was Luria, the mixed martial arts fighter who dared anyone to come after one of her boys.

Even though her fierceness was hot as hell, he said, “Clearly she was out of her mind, Ry.”

“I would say. If she left you and your beautiful boy… Wait. Do you think she only left you because she’d been out of her mind?”

He narrowed his eyes. “I don’t like the way you’re heading. I’m not making excuses for her like ‘it had to be temporary insanity’, Ry. I’m not in love with her anymore. I’m telling you the truth.”

She accepted his words and nodded.

“Okay. I think I have enough of talking about the past,” he said and shifted to move off the bed.

She placed her hand against his chest and prevented him from getting up. “Just a second. What are your plans?”

“My plans?”

Although Ryleigh blushed and didn’t hold his stare at first, she righted her shoulders and said, “I need to know, Keen. I want to know if she’s ever coming back. And I need to be sure that book is closed for you.”

“I already—”

“Yes, I know what you said. But I don’t feel it yet. I can’t help how I feel, Keen. I’ve always been insecure. And this entire issue will drive me crazy if I don’t fight this head on. I might lose you if you see her again. But I have to know, before I can give you all of me.”

“Fuck, darlin’. I hate seeing you like this. I hate I put that thought into your head.”

She hung her head and whispered, “I just know that when you’ll see—”

He pulled her up to his chest and wrapped his arms around her.

“Never.”

“But you have a son together and—”

In one swift move, he rolled them over. As he hovered over her and rested on his underarms, she tried to avoid eye contact.

“It doesn’t matter what she comes up with, Ry. I love you. I only want you. And do you know why?”

She shrugged, and a tear fell from her chin.

“Because you are perfect for me. I never want to think about a life without you. It scares the absolute shit out of me. If you think I’ve been heartbroken before? Losing you would shatter me.”

He kissed her on the forehead before he rained kisses all over her cheeks and nose. When their lips finally met, it ignited the blazing fire that he’d only felt with her.

“Only with you, I can be the man I was always meant to be. I’ve never felt as deeply for anyone as I do for you. You, my sweet Ryleigh, you are my forever.”

He soaked in her wide corn blue eyes that brimmed with tears. Although he’d rendered her speechless, the slow smile that spread over her lips put him at ease.

His hands slid under her to cup her firm ass so he could align himself. He loved sleeping naked with her and having easy access in the middle of the night.

With his head tipped back, his breath caught in his chest the moment he’d entered her. She crossed her legs behind his back, pulling him closer to her. His arms strained to hold still just a torturous minute longer.

He started to move, treacherously slow. When her nails bit into his skin on his biceps, a shudder raced through his spine.


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