I didn’t question what this meant. I knew. There was no confusion and no denying that I’d found my true north and Harlon was my home.
It was going to kill me to leave.
He stilled. His body trembled as he rested his head over my shoulder. “Nina…”
“I know.” I swallowed hard around the lump in my throat. “We’ll deal with it later.” I tightened my hold. The connection between us was stronger than even when we worked together over Manny. The need, much larger than either of us could have dreamed.
Fire built between us as he took me to the edge and sent me flying over. Fireworks exploded behind my eyes, taking me to heights I’ve never reached before.
He found his release and continued to rock into me while staring down at me. He kissed me once more.
He rolled to his side and pulled me into his hold. Our sweat-slickened bodies pressed against each other as our labored breathing slowed.
My mind was blank. I was at a loss for words.
Harlon kissed my hair. “She was right.”
I glanced up at him, confused by his words. “Who was right?”
“You are going to be my wife.” His lips twisted into a smile as he rolled out of the bed and walked straight into the bathroom.
“One night of mind-blowing sex does not constitute that type of decision,” I called out after him. “Sex isn’t love.”
The sound of running water coming from the shower filled the room, but Harlon appeared in the doorway, naked and making my mouth water as I took him in. The first time seeing all of him.
“Deny it all you want. I’ll change your mind.” He walked into the room and scooped me out of the bed, carrying me fireman style into the bathroom with his hand on my ass. “I’ve imagined this too.”
