I'll Be Your Last (18 page)

legs, and I want to make a home with you. Honestly? Neither of us knows for sure how this’ll all work out, but if we don’t try, we’ll never know.”

Mack drew him into his arms, wrapping an arm around his waist, the other hand sliding into his hair to cradle his head on his shoulder.

“Yeah, I know. I don’t have any experience though. I’ll probably fuck up a—”

Woody stopped him with a kiss, his mouth opening over Mack’s, lightly touching his lips, brushing, branding the other man. Subtly marking him as his own. “I’m sure you will,” he murmured.

“Hey!” Mack exclaimed.

Woody laughed. “I will, too, no doubt, but I want to try. You know, Mack, everyone deserves love. Even you.
Especially
you.” As if wanting to join the festivities, Kiki jumped up on the bed, walking across their bodies and pushing her way between them.

Woody laughed and scratched the pooch behind her ears. “Look, we already have the dog. We’re a couple with pet.” He pulled Mack against him, pressing cheek to cheek. Mack’s chest rose and fell unevenly, his breath warming his neck. He drew back to look at Mack’s face. “Okay?” A smile formed, and Woody answered it with his own grin. Then, sighing, he closed his eyes in bliss when Mack’s arms tightened around him.

“Okay, honey bunny.”

Woody’s answering laugh shook them both. “Let’s not go overboard. But it’s a good start.”

* * * *

Mack stared at the ceiling, his thundering heart finally calming.

Never in his wildest dreams, and he never really had a dream for his future, not something like this anyway, but never did he think he’d actually be happy.
Please let this last.
He wasn’t sure who he was imploring.

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If he could have his work and come home to this every night, it would be more than he’d thought possible. He rested his cheek on Woody’s hair. “There won’t be anyone else.”

“Same here.”

Oh, God, I said that aloud.
Mack smiled, and, just before drawing Woody’s face up for a kiss, he said, “I think I love you.” Woody hadn’t said it first. He had. Mack thought that was important. He was the one who needed to open himself to love. And he thought he just did. “What have I gotten myself into?” Woody laughed. “If you’re not clear about it”—he picked Kiki up, placing her on the floor, then dragged a palm over Mack’s cock—

”why don’t I show you.”

THE END

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

I’m one of the lucky ones—a published author. My debut novel received 4-½ Stars and Top Pick from Romantic Times and was nominated for Reviewers’ Choice Award for Best Erotic Romance of 2006.

It is my honor and pleasure to write romance. My tagline reads: My Romance: Love with a Scorching Sensuality. I love to wring every ounce of passion out of my characters and bring them together for their well-deserved Happily Ever After.

I understand about HEA. I met and married my husband a bit later in life, so I know it can happen in real life. We live in Chicago, and my writing space overlooks the park and lakefront. My message to you is take that chance to do what you want in life, and more importantly, take the chance to fall in love. My website is http://www.janeleopoldquinn.com/. Please check it out to read about my other wonderful stories.

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