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I smile, my lips curving against his cheek. “Matthais Bristow loves me.”
“Yes,” he murmurs. “I sure as hell do.”
There’s nothing else to say, so we just hold each other.
Breathe together.
Bask in the afterglow, and glory in the lush atmosphere of possibility—the potential of what our lives together can be, will be.
Beautiful, I know that.
Filled with alotof incredible sex, I know that too.
And most of all, filled with love.
THE END
