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“Ryan Ralston has a heart,” he said. “I haven’t seen it until now because you left it with her.”
“Am I allowed to touch you?” “Of course,” she said. “Like you’re my wife?”
I wanted to pry my ribs open and show her my heart because I’d swear to god it only beat like this for her.
“I thought I was the only one who’d noticed your pass completion rate had dipped.” He dropped his hands on either side of me and stared straight into my eyes. “I love how hard you ride me.” His tongue peeked out, just a bit, and ran along the line of his teeth. “About my stats.”
want my husband to fuck me.”
“I can keep going,” I said into the glory of her breasts, “because I have endurance like you’ve never seen, wife. Get used to it.”
“Good.” Ryan pulled me back to him again, a growl low in his throat. “Because I don’t share.”
“At least Daddy Football didn’t sexually harass her,” Jamie said. “He didn’t. Not even once.” I shifted to stare up at him but his features all swam together. “I always hoped he’d slip up so I could make him admit he’d noticed me like that. Never did. Never ever ever.”
And I knew I adored this man. That he was mine. That it didn’t matter how any of this had started or where it was going because it was real and true, and he belonged to me. He’d always belonged to me. “I love you,” I said, the cracking out of me like an accusation. “I’ve always loved you but I love you and I had to-to—” “I know, Emme. I love you too.” “Like I’m your wife?” I asked. “Is that how you love me?” “You are my wife,” he said, his voice like sandpaper. “And that’s the only way I ever want to love you.”
