Ex-Husband's Regret

Chapter 0481

Gabriel.

I pull away from Harper and just stare at her. The woman that I'd fallen in love with just mere months of her being back into my life.

After Ashley, I thought my heart was dead for good. That it would never beat again for another woman. I was content with just using them for their bodies and then dumping them when I got bored before jumping to another one.

I never saw Harper coming. I wasn't prepared for her arrival and the changes she'd bring back to my life. She was a silent storm. One that consumed me and I let her, because there was just something about her that drew me in.

I look at her now, and I am filled with gratefulness. Thankful that she's decided to give me a chance. To give us a chance. She's everything I've ever wanted. I didn't see it back then because I was blinded by pain and betrayal, but I do see it now, and I'm grateful to whoever it's that granted us a second chance. I internally vow not to take it for granted and to be the man who deserves her.

With Harper's body against mine, I lead her through the room and right up to the bedroom where I've imagined being buried inside her a million times.

"Are you sure about this? Are you sure you want this?"

Her brow rises. "Are you really trying to argue with me about what I want?"

the middle finger and walking away, you're here with me, where I want you." I smile at

widens as I

the morning. It gives me just enough time for me to make her mine again, completely and without room for doubt

part in a gasp, right as I reach for her. My hand slides around the back of her neck,

facial hair rubs against them. I don't stop, though. Her fingers grab my tie, loosening it

moment and that she wants me like I want her. Nothing was going

first?" Cóntent

I can see apprehension in her gaze, but she's not fearful. I don't want her to be sad or scared. I was with someone else, and it's not like

I tracked her down. Once I make her mine tonight, need her to know that there is no one else for her but me and that I only belong to her. The same goes for me. "Don't ask questions you don't want answers to," she replies, probably hoping it will coax

crawl over her skin, and her eyes

and yank them down, bringing my face level to her torso. I help her get her feet

into the room and over to the

never separating our mouths. Her hands find me again, sliding my dress pants and boxers off until

with her nipples until they pebble and then suck each one into my mouth. She gasps, and it's music to my ears. I slide my hand