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penis. “I love that we manage to carve out time like this, as fleeting as it is. But Simon, I miss you. I miss us.”

CHAPTER THREE

     
     
     
     
    “I miss us, too, Princess.” He grinned and kissed her nose. “So I did something about it.”
    Surprised, she looked intently up at him. “You quit your job?”
    He gave her an
as if
look. But she knew in her heart that he would walk away from it in a heartbeat if it meant keeping her. Just as she knew she would rather die than ever ask that he give up what he loved just because she wanted more time with him. “I knew what I was signing up for when I said yes to the dress, Captain West. I’m in for the long haul.”
    “Damn straight you are,” he growled, tightening his arms around her as if she would even think of leaving him.
    Never.
    Gentling his embrace, he rubbed his nose into her hair and inhaled deeply, then said, “What would you say to a week up in the mountains? No cell phones, no computers, completely unplugged?”
    Her jaw dropped and she moved so quickly, needing to look at him to be sure he wasn’t messing with her, she nearly hit him in the chin with her head. “Seriously?”
    He smiled widely, flexing inside of her. His big bad wolf was getting ready to howl again.
    Clenching him, she sighed. Never,
ever,
would she become tired of or indifferent to this man’s passion for her. If he hadn’t been holding her, she’d be on the ground—that’s how overcome with emotion she was. They shared something special. Once-in-a-lifetime kind of special. Something profound and deep. It used to terrify her. Given the dangerous nature of his job, sometimes it still did. Life without Simon would be unbearable.
    “Seriously,” he said, kissing her between the eyes, then trailing his lips along her brow to the curve of her cheek before nibbling his way back to her ear. “After my meeting in LA tomorrow, we’re packing up the Jeep and heading north. Just you, me, and Junior in a cabin tucked so far up in the mountains only the goats can get to it.”
    “Oh,” she moaned, disappointed that there was no way she could manage the time off. “I, oh, Simon I can’t get out of here until after the New Year.”
    He sucked on her earlobe as his tongue swept the shell of her ear. “I took care of that.”
    She stiffened, pulling away. “You took care of what?”
    He pulled her back into his eager cock. God, it felt good. But—
    “You don’t have to report back to work until the second.”
    When he caught her lips in a deep kiss and moved hotly into her, she twisted her head and braced her hands against his thick biceps. She loved the hard feel of his body. He was a big man. Six-four, a muscular two-forty, and strong as a lion. And just as territorial. She loved that about him. He took charge. He was the ultimate protector. No one was more intimidating than her husband. But—he was overprotective to a fault
and
bossy, and it was a precarious balancing act she walked; allowing him to be him, but also keeping her own sense of self. It was one of the reasons she’d chosen to leave the research side of medicine and come over to the clinical side.
    “Simon,” she breathed, as his lips found the thick throb of her jugular, and his fingers played with her nipples. “You can’t just ‘take care’ of things.” She moaned, wrapping her legs snugly around his waist. The things he did to her body… “How would you like it if I went to your boss and ‘took care’ of things for you without asking you first?”
    His head dipped to a sensitive nipple. “I…” He swept his lascivious tongue across it in a slow languid lick. “Would love…” He sucked the entire nipple deeply into his mouth. He let it out with a wet pop and notched her chin up to stare her straight in the eye. “For you to tell my boss how it is with or without my knowing.”
    She raised a skeptical brow. “Really?”
    “Really. I don’t give a rat’s ass about anything except you and the