Genevieve and Harry have the perfect life together. Until Harry gets the opportunity of a lifetime to tour around the world. Without any warning, he ups and leaves his life behind. After three years, he's ready to come home. What happens when he fin...
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"I forgive you."
The air gets taken out of my lungs when I hear those three words leave her perfectly soft lips.
She looks at me through her dark hazel eyes and I know she means it.
She forgives me.
"You do?" I ask her.
Those words mean everything to me. They mean so much to me that I can't even begin to form words to let her know how fucking grateful I am.
"Mhm, I forgive you." She nods her head, pulling my forehead down to hers. "I forgive you."
I can't stop myself from connecting our lips together, my hands finding hers and pulling them up above her head.
"God, I missed you so much." I whisper as I press my lips to her neck, hearing those soft breathes next to my ear.
"Yeah?" She whispers. "Show me." Her hands wander up and down the bare skin of my back. Almost like she can't get enough of my body. "Show me just how much you missed me."
I stand up off the bed and pull her body to the edge, wrapping her legs around my waist.
My fingers slowly travel up her legs, to her stomach, and all the up to her chin where I pinch gently.
"Are you sure?" She nods her head. "Words, baby. Use your words."
"Yes, Harry. I'm sure."
"I'm ready." Vi's sweet voice whispers to me as we lay here together in bed.
"What?" My eyes meet her.
"I love you, Harry." She kisses my cheek. "I want to do this with you."
She climbs on top of me, grabbing my face so gently.
Her eyes stare into mine. They hold so much desire, so much love, and so much want.
