He smiled that smile that melted my heart. I knew that smile would forever melt my heart.
“I meant every word.”
I pulled his hand up and kissed the back of it. “I know you did.”
Garrett let out a long sigh and said, “I had a dream last night.”
“Oh, yeah? What was it about?”
He shook his head. “I was sitting on this porch, talking to the boys, I guess. They were older, our age when we got married. I was telling them about our story.”
I smiled as I thought back to the first time I’d laid my eyes on Garrett Mathews and how foolish I had been, fighting my feelings for him.
“Do you know what my hope is for our boys?” Garrett asked.
“That they find a love like ours?”
He looked back at me and smiled. “Yes. My hope is for them to find a love like ours.”
I nodded my head and whispered, “That’s my wish, too.”
We sat there for a few minutes in silence before Garrett pushed the quilt off of him, and he stood up. He held his hand out, and I placed my hand in his.
“Where are we going?” I asked as I raised my eyebrows.
Garrett’s eyes lit up with a fire I hadn’t seen in a few months, and I couldn’t help thinking of how badly I needed to feel him inside me.
“It just dawned on me that it’s been five weeks, and I think I’ve waited long enough to make love to my wife. I’m taking you inside, and I’m going to make you feel like you’ve never felt before.”
“Oh,” was all I could say.
I let Garrett lead me into the house. After a quick check on Jack, Garrett gently laid me down on the bed, and he slowly began making love to me. He took his time, and I was so glad he did.
“Garrett…you feel amazing,” I whispered.
He slowly moved in and out of my body.
When I felt the familiar buildup, I grabbed on to his shoulders and looked into his eyes. “Garrett…I’m coming.”
Garrett closed his eyes and let out a long moan as he slowly came to a stop. He stayed inside me for a few minutes. Neither one of us wanted to break the bond we had. When he finally pulled out of me, he placed his hands on either side of my face and kissed me so tenderly. It didn’t take long for me to be so overcome with emotion that I began to softly cry.
Garrett was resting his body on his elbows, and he slowly smiled as he wiped a tear away from my cheek.
“Emma Rose, will you marry me?”
I smiled. “I do believe I’ve said yes…a few times.”
“Marry me again,” he whispered.
“Only if you promise to love me forever.”
As he slowly sat back, he pulled me up. He moved my body to where I was straddling him.
“Emma Rose Mathews, I promise to love you forever.”
I smiled, and I was about to kiss him when I heard, “Emma? Garrett?”
Garrett’s mouth dropped open, and he quietly said, “Are you fucking kidding me?”