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Beautiful.
Blond.
Pregnant.
Her belief, her faith in him, is everything. To be the man she needs, the man she’s chosen, it humbles him.
He smiles down at her, slipping a hand into her golden hair. In her face, her wide brown eyes, he sees his future. He sees everything.
And in his arms, shining like the sun, his world undimming, his eternity—Tessie.
He gathers Tess in his arms. “You’re here because I love you,” he says. “Do you hear me? I love you, Tessie. I loved you the night we met, and I love you now.”
“Are you sure you’re ready?” she whispers between breathless kisses, thinking of Serena. She doesn’t want to push him.
She doesn’t want to lose him.
“I’m ready,” he murmurs, his voice cracking. “All my life, I’ve been ready for you.”
Her eyes flutter. So does her heart.
“You’re mine, Tessie,” Solomon promises hoarsely against her ear.
Her head spins, her legs go weak, but he braces her against him, holding her up.
“You and that baby—you’re both mine.”
“Perfect ending to a perfect vacation.”
“It was. And it’s not over.” Palming the side of her face, he murmurs, “You and that baby. My whole heart. My stars. You fucking have me, Tess. Never doubt that.”
She curls her fingers in his dark chest hair. “I won’t.”
"I am.” She faces him, raising her gaze to meet his. “I want the cabin. I want Chinook. And I want you, my Solemn Man.” Her beautiful brown eyes brim with tears. “I need you. Bear and I, we both need you.”
To stay.
His I love you, him asking her to stay, means everything. In his choked voice, his haunted eyes, she saw her future.
Their future.
A man who wants her.
Who will fight for her.
Who loves her.
“But what if”—her voice wobbles, the sound twisting a dagger in Solomon’s stomach—“what if I’m not Serena?”
“You don’t have to be Serena.” His gaze rakes over Tessie where she stands, her arms clutched around her belly. Like she has to protect Bear. So much doubt and worry in her eyes it makes him sick. “I don’t want you to be. You’re Tessie. You’re my Tessie.”
A one-night stand? A fucking fling? No, he wanted her. He wanted to find her and thank her for shaking him awake, for tearing off the grim cloak of darkness he’s worn for the last seven goddamn years.
He held a shooting star in his arms for one night. Searing, the feeling so intense he’d do anything to keep it, but before he could, it burned out completely.
He misses her. And the peace she gave him.
Still, it’s better she left.
“Try for Bear, right?”
“No.” His voice is loud and clear, picking up on her hesitation. “Not just for Bear. We try for us. Because, Tessie, baby, I want you.”