I laughed. “Six? I’m thinking at least eight.” Grabbing my hand, Luke pulled it up to his mouth and kissed the back of it.
“I’m giving us two hours of playtime, Lib.”
“Oh,” I chuckled. “I like the sound of that.” I looked around at our little house. It was darling. We were renting Aaron and Jenny’s house that they had lived in until their daughter left for college. They had built a smaller house on the other side of their property, closer to Aaron’s daddy. The white beadboard on the walls added charm. Aaron had remodeled the house a few times over the years. The kitchen was huge and had everything we could ever dream of. The master bedroom downstairs had been added only a few years back. It included a huge master bedroom with a separate sitting area that had Mireya’s bassinet. I wasn’t ready to put her in her room yet, but Luke talked me into trying it out for tonight. We were using the guest room downstairs as her bedroom for now. No way was I having my three-month-old daughter alone upstairs.
I slowly pushed and stood. I took a few steps back and lifted my shirt over my head. Luke sat up and licked his lips. I loved how Luke admired my body like I was a goddess, especially after having the baby. I quickly learned to love my new curves.
“Do you like what you see?” I asked as I ran my finger along my cleavage and black lace bra.
Luke let out what sounded like a growl. He stood and began making his way to me.
I turned and headed to our bedroom, stripping out of my jeans as I walked along. When I made it into our room, I turned to see Luke slipping off his jeans and tossing them to the side.
“You drive me crazy with your body, Libby.”
“Good. That was my plan all along.”
I sat down on the bed and slowly scooted back as I leaned against the headboard. Luke crawled onto the bed and licked his lips before he pressed them to mine. Pushing my hands into his hair, I tugged and moaned. Luke pulled back and looked into my eyes. “When are you going to marry me?”
Smiling, I whispered, “As soon as you want.”
“Valentine’s Day.”
Shaking my head, I laughed. “That’s next weekend.”
“I know.”
I slowly ran my tongue along my bottom lip. “Where?”
Luke’s eyes lit up. “Port Aransas, under the pier on the beach.”
I felt the tears build as I thought back to that day. “Why there?”
Luke’s eyes sparkled and filled with love as they searched my face. Capturing my eyes, it was as if we were looking into each other’s souls.
“I was watching you walk away, but you stopped when I called out to you. When you looked back to me, I knew I could never give my heart to anyone else but you.”
Wrapping my arms around his neck I whispered back, “Yes, I’ll marry you next weekend.”
Leaning down, Luke brushed his lips against mine as he kissed me gently. Pulling slightly away, his eyes met mine as he whispered, “Libby, I’ll love you for the rest of my life and I’ll forever cherish the moment your love saved me.
The End.
Coming April 30, 2015
HOLDING YOU
Book 3 in the Love Wanted in Texas Series
LEANING AGAINST THE rail, I watched Colt talk to one of Libby’s cousins. The way she was flirting with him turned my stomach. I’d like to pull her by that tight bun on the top of her head and slam her against …
“Lauren? Are you okay?”
Pulling my eyes from Colt and the blonde, I turned to face Grace. “Yep. I’m fine. Why?”
Grace smiled a knowing smile. “Well, to start with, you look like you want to kick that blonde’s ass from here to Timbuktu. Second, you’re gripping that bottle so tight your knuckles are turning white.”
Glancing at my hand, I loosened the grip on the bottle. Sighing, I looked back to Colt and the blonde. “He drives me crazy.”