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the incredible, shattering feelings to stop. When she slumped back, quivering as the aftershocks of that wild pleasure continued to careen through her, he came inside her, deeper inside, until he was sealed to her. He froze over her, and in that instant, the knowledge that he was finally where he belonged, that she was his wife and his lover until they both left the earth, plucked him up, making him dizzy and hot, then shattered through him. He’d never realized there could be such a binding force in the world as what he was feeling now. He’d wanted Emma, wanted her safe, and he still did. Always it had been Emma and then, only after Emma, Molly had been in his mind. Now he didn’t know. One thing he did know was that he hadn’t expected being this consumed until there was nothing inside him but Molly and what she was making him feel. He shuddered like a palsied man as he climaxed deep inside this woman he’d known for less than two months, this woman who’d been married to a rock star and was the daughter of a gangster. Who knew about life?

Molly slowly opened her eyes only when she was certain she’d continue breathing if she tried such a violent movement. Nothing happened. She blinked. Nothing continued to happen. She concentrated on returning to life as she knew it. She couldn’t believe the utter dizzying pleasure she’d just experienced. She said, “I’m going to try to talk now, not move, just talk. Yes, that was a complete sentence. Yes, I’m getting there, thank you. That was nice, Ramsey.”

He was still deep inside her. It felt incredible. She closed her eyes again, just thinking about how amazing it was that they’d found each other. She lifted her hips. He groaned into her hair.

“What the hell do you mean ‘nice’? Nice is a wussy word. It’s close to an insult.”

“Well, better than nice then. Really good. Maybe even getting close to superb.”

He was quiet a moment, harder in her than he had been just the instant before. “What you need is a comparison. Now, you might think I would be ready right this minute, but I’m not. My spirit needs to revive. Give me at least five more minutes.”

He was lying flat on top of her, his head on the pillow beside hers.

Molly stroked her hands up and down his long back. “I forgot to check your back. Is the burn healed?”

“Yes, it’s all right.”

“It feels pretty smooth. How about your leg?”

“My leg is as good as new. How about your arm? Are the stitches all gone?”

“All gone. Just a little scar ridge. Ramsey, would you mind if I admitted that I sort of more than just like you a whole lot?”

He was silent. She began to fidget. “No,” he said, still unable to move. “Truth be told, I more than sort of just like you as well.”

He finally managed to lift himself above her again. He leaned his head down and kissed her mouth. “For so long now I would look at your mouth and wonder how you tasted, what you’d feel like. I wanted to make love to your mouth. Then I’d think how I’d feel with your mouth on me.”

Not even five minutes later, Ramsey’s spirit completely revived, they made love again, and this time, he thought he’d die. It was close. It was wonderfully close. She could nail him anytime, anywhere.

At about four o’clock in the morning, Ramsey felt small hands patting his shoulder. He’d had the brains to put his boxer shorts back on, thank God, which he’d believed was a miracle. He’d even gotten Molly to put her nightgown back on, and she’d been only semiconscious.

He pulled Emma over his shoulder and scooted her down on the other side of her mother. Molly, still asleep, reached out her hand to touch him again. “Emma’s here,” he whispered. She quieted immediately. She smiled to herself in the darkness. She felt Emma’s small arm come over around her waist. Emma said in her ear, “I know you’re beautiful, Mama. It doesn’t matter that I can’t see you.”

“Thank you, Em. You don’t have to wake me every hour to tell me.”

She settled again. Just before she went back to sleep, she saw the Justice of the Peace pronounce them husband and wife, saw Emma grinning from ear to ear and announcing to the judge