He entered me, and my body gladly stretched to accommodate him. We were where we belonged. He moved inside me, and I buried my fingers into his back, urging him to go deeper until he touched me so deep I felt as if he’d found that piece of my soul I’d kept hidden from the world.

This wasn’t just sex. It wasn’t just fucking. It was something beautiful yet carnal, profound yet part of the cycle of life. We bonded. Our bodies melded together. Our souls entwined.

We came together in a powerful surge of emotions that rolled over me with the intensity of a rocket launch. My mind left my body and merged with his. He loved me. I felt it. I knew it. I wanted it.

And I loved him.

Tomorrow I might regret what I’d done, but tonight, no regrets.

~~Easton~~

Someone shook me awake. I didn’t want to wake up. I was having an erotic dream in which Caro and I were on a warm beach. As I moved inside her, warm waves rolled over us again and again.

“Easton, wake up.”

I groaned and rolled onto my stomach, burying my head in the pillow. The dream was too good to leave it behind just yet.

“Easton! Wake up!” Caro’s voice was urgent.

Alarmed, I rolled to my back and sat up. “Is something wrong?” I rubbed my eyes and tried to get my bearings. I wasn’t one of those guys who woke up and hit the ground running. It took several minutes and a few cups of coffee before I was semi-functional.

“It’s six a.m. You have to get out of here before the kids and Junie know you stayed the night.”

“Why?” I sat up in bed and squinted at the early-morning light peeking through the slats in the blinds. All I wanted to do was crawl back under the covers with Caro and spend the morning making love to her. When had fucking become making love? I mused.

She gave me one of those how can you be so dense glares. I blinked several times. She was in a bathrobe, standing at the foot of the bed, staring at me. I heard a scratch at the door. Mona needed to go out.

“Take the dog for a walk, would you? I need to clean up and get breakfast ready.”

I staggered to my feet and began gathering my clothes, pulling them on. “What time is breakfast?”

She frowned, and I half expected her to tell me I wasn’t invited. “In an hour.”

“Great. I’ll be back.” I gave her a kiss on the cheek, ignoring the cool reception. She was having morning-after regrets, and I understood her feelings. I’d let things go for now. One step at a time. And last night had been a big step.

Chapter Twenty-Five

Space Needed

~~Caroline~~

What had I done?

I’d given in to my lust without giving a fuck about the long-term consequences. Yeah, sleeping with Easton had been epic, like a dream come true. Now it was morning, and my dream turned to harsh reality.