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Her gaze flicks to mine. “Do you mean that?”

“I mean everything I say to you.”

I’m light-headed as she starts to pump my length, and when she dips her head to take the head into her mouth, I groan so loudly that if Meredith’s parents had any neighbors, they’d be clutching their pearls.

Luckily, there’s no one around for miles, and I don’t have to worry about being quiet. Which is good, because my breath becomes ragged as soon as she takes me deeper, gagging slightly.

Her blue eyes water as she looks up at me, but she doesn’t stop, bobbing her head, and I pulse under her tongue as she slides it around my head.

“Ohfuck, princess, your mouth feels so good. So hot. So wet.”

I’m babbling, but I don’t care. I’m so close I could explode, and I touch her shoulder.

“I can’t hold back, princess, I’m going to come in your mouth.”

She doesn’t respond, just keeping her eyes on mine, and I cry out her name when I spill into her mouth.

She swallows, smiling around me, milking me for all I’m worth before popping off me.

I pant, trying to come down.

“That was even better than dinner,” she drawls, and a shiver of pleasure rushes through me at her words. “Thank you.”

“Thankme?” I bark out a laugh.

“Yes. For the food, the foot rub. The orgasms. For just... being here. I don’t know. I worried when I first told you that you’d just...”

“Run off?”

My heart clenches in my chest. I hate that she thought that, but what else did I expect?

I ran off before. She has no guarantee I won’t do it again.

I pull her into my arms, and she places her head on my chest, listening to my rapid heartbeat.

“I’m not going anywhere unless you send me away.”

“You promise?”

“With everything in me, Meredith. I swear to you. You and this baby have me. As long as you want me.”

She relaxes against me, and I’m not surprised that she’s dozing again when she starts to snore lightly.

God, I wish…

Iwish.

I wish I could be the man she wanted. The man she deserved.

But if wishes were horses, beggars would ride.

ChapterTwenty-Three

MEREDITH

When I wakeup and reach out for Logan, sure he’ll be gone, my hand falls on a solid pec.

Logan snorts in his sleep but doesn’t wake.