“Fuck, I missed this pussy,” I confess, and she giggles, burrowing closer, then mewls as I stand, carrying her to the bedroom, never leaving the heat of her. I lay her on the bed and start to go again, and her eyes go wide then slide closed. We spend the rest of the night in bed…in the kitchen…in the shower…
“I love you, Wes Silver. Until the day I die, I will love you,” she tells me when we’re lying in bed later that night.
I let her words sink into my soul and pull her closer, resting my lips against her temple before whispering there, “Love you too, babe. You have given me everything.” And she did. A man who didn’t expect to have a woman or a family, a man who was okay with just living life day by day—one little woman changed all of that and made him want more. It’s on that thought I drift off to sleep, with everything I ever needed right in my arms.