A Love For Always

by Victoria Paige

  Nate grinned. “That’s because you wear me out, firecracker.”

  She glanced up at him. Her tangled hair, damp from the sweaty exertion of their coupling, made her so devastatingly sexy, he wanted to fuck her again. Except this last one really took it out of him. He was content and happy, though, just having her in his arms. With Sylvie, he understood what “people in love” meant when they spoke about that afterglow. Dammit, was that sappy or what?

  “What are you thinking about?” Sylvie asked. “Your eyes glazed over there for a moment.”

  Nate sighed. “I’m becoming a sappy old fool.”

  She smiled sweetly. “Well, you’re my sappy fool. And you’re not old.”

  “I’ll get there eventually.”

  She crawled up his body. Nate groaned at the loss of her warm sheathe, but her next words heated him right back.

  “We’ll get there together.” She lovingly traced his lips with her fingers. “You and I . . . old and gray. Are you prepared for that?”

  “Oh, babe,” he whispered, hugging her tightly. “Always.”