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Her husband.
Even after a year, the thought of Dylan Harmon being entirely hers still brought a smile to her face and a heated flush to her cheeks. They’d been married here at Budgeree, surrounded by family, in a quiet affair as they both wanted.
She still worked as his personal assistant, though some of the tasks in her job description seemed morepersonalthan others—and she loved every minute of it.
She wandered out to the verandah and sat in her favourite rocking chair, cradling a mug of tea in her hands. Outback nightscould plunge to subzero temperatures and tonight would prove to be no exception.
All the better to cuddle up with someone warm…Dylan’s seductive voice popped into her head and she took a sip of tea, wishing he’d appear.
She finished her tea and started rocking, the gentle motion soothing her rampant nerves. Her eyes drifted shut, as she mentally planned what they’d do tomorrow. Go for a ride to the far paddocks. Head into town to stock up supplies. Have an afternoon nap, one of their favourite pastimes…
“Wake up, Gorgeous. Time to give your husband the welcome home he deserves.”
Sam jumped as Dylan brushed her lips with a feather-light kiss, surprised she’d dozed off. She leaped from the chair and wrapped her arms around him, snuggling into the warmth of his body, breathing in the intoxicating blend of sweat, horse, and pure Dylan.
“Where have you been?”
He hugged her tight, stroking her hair away from her face. “Working. You know, that thing I do for a living. Missed me, huh?”
“Come here, hubby.” She pulled his head down and kissed him, her throat growing thick with the emotion she now recognised as true love.
“Nowthat’swhat I call a homecoming,” he murmured against the side of her mouth, his hands pulling her flush against him.
“Stick with me, honey, and you’ll go places.”
“Is that so?”
He twisted a curl around his finger and gently tugged on it, his gaze firmly fixed on her lips.
She nodded, basking in the love they shared. “So, think you can handle being married to royalty?”
She often teased him with the same question, knowing the answer before he opened his mouth to respond.
“With you by my side, Princess, I can handle anything.”
He swept her into his arms and strode into the homestead to prove it.
Even after a year, the thought of Dylan Harmon being entirely hers still brought a smile to her face and a heated flush to her cheeks. They’d been married here at Budgeree, surrounded by family, in a quiet affair as they both wanted.
She still worked as his personal assistant, though some of the tasks in her job description seemed morepersonalthan others—and she loved every minute of it.
She wandered out to the verandah and sat in her favourite rocking chair, cradling a mug of tea in her hands. Outback nightscould plunge to subzero temperatures and tonight would prove to be no exception.
All the better to cuddle up with someone warm…Dylan’s seductive voice popped into her head and she took a sip of tea, wishing he’d appear.
She finished her tea and started rocking, the gentle motion soothing her rampant nerves. Her eyes drifted shut, as she mentally planned what they’d do tomorrow. Go for a ride to the far paddocks. Head into town to stock up supplies. Have an afternoon nap, one of their favourite pastimes…
“Wake up, Gorgeous. Time to give your husband the welcome home he deserves.”
Sam jumped as Dylan brushed her lips with a feather-light kiss, surprised she’d dozed off. She leaped from the chair and wrapped her arms around him, snuggling into the warmth of his body, breathing in the intoxicating blend of sweat, horse, and pure Dylan.
“Where have you been?”
He hugged her tight, stroking her hair away from her face. “Working. You know, that thing I do for a living. Missed me, huh?”
“Come here, hubby.” She pulled his head down and kissed him, her throat growing thick with the emotion she now recognised as true love.
“Nowthat’swhat I call a homecoming,” he murmured against the side of her mouth, his hands pulling her flush against him.
“Stick with me, honey, and you’ll go places.”
“Is that so?”
He twisted a curl around his finger and gently tugged on it, his gaze firmly fixed on her lips.
She nodded, basking in the love they shared. “So, think you can handle being married to royalty?”
She often teased him with the same question, knowing the answer before he opened his mouth to respond.
“With you by my side, Princess, I can handle anything.”
He swept her into his arms and strode into the homestead to prove it.
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