Chapter 29

When they returned to bed, fed and watered, he pulled her into him, tracing her curves with kisses, and soon led her back into another long slow session of making love until her body had writhed and arched, giving into the crashing waves. Rose was no virgin; she had dated men in her past, but no man had ever connected with her body in so many ways, bringing her to many levels of pleasure so effortlessly.

Maybe this was the difference between sex and love. It catapulted all of it to a much higher level of pleasure and satisfaction. She was in no doubt after tonight that she loved him. Even though it had happened fast, she had no doubts.

She had never felt this way before. Her whole being was screaming it out, and she could no longer deny it. Lying by his side and listening to him breathe made her feel safe and secure. Content. As though lying by his side was what she had been waiting for all these years, a homecoming. She did not want to ever lie beside anyone else. She