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‘We’re perfect for each other,’ Connor whispered. ‘And that makes anything possible. Making love... Making a baby, even.’

The flutter of panic was muted but it was still there. Enough to make Kate’s body tense involuntarily.

‘You’re going too fast,’ she gasped.

‘I’m sorry.’ Connor pulled her close again and this time he was rocking her gently. The tension ebbed and a soft warmth stole through Kate.

‘I want you,’ Connor murmured just above her ear. ‘I want everything. I want to marry you, Katie.’ She felt his chest heave as he took a very deep breath. ‘That’s all I really need. Could you go that far?’

Kate had to swallow past the constriction in her throat. ‘Yes...’ she managed. ‘Oh...
yes
.’

The distance between them increased as though they both needed to see the face of the other. For a long, long moment they stared at each other, soaking in the wonder of the words that had just been spoken. The promise that had been made. The hope that the future suddenly held.

Connor’s face wasn’t quite clear, however. Were tears blurring her eyes? Kate reached under her glasses to wipe them away and felt them being lifted from her face.

‘You don’t need those right now,’ Connor told her. He put them down on the desk behind them and then turned back with a smile. ‘I’ve had a fantasy about doing this,’ he
told Kate.

‘What...taking off my glasses?’

‘Mmm. And this.’ Connor hands went to the end of the braid hanging over her shoulder and he pulled off the band holding it together. He used his fingers to tease out the bends until her hair was completely loose. Then he wound lengths of it around his hands until they reached the back of her head and Kate couldn’t move. He angled her head gently
and bent his own to meet her lips with his.

And Kate still felt safe.

Floating in safety.

Free.

Her hands were on the back of Connor’s head, urging him to deepen the kiss. Until he had to pull away.

‘If I don’t stop now, I won’t be able to,’ he warned.

‘I don’t want you to.’ Kate was breathless. Panting, almost. ‘I love you, Connor. I...I
want
you and I...don’t want to wait. Please...’

Connor’s eyes widened. He was genuinely shocked. ‘I’m sure there’s all sorts of rules about people carrying on like this in a hospital office space,’ he murmured.

‘I don’t care,’ Kate said. ‘This is
my
office. I make the rules.’

* * *

Good grief.

This was Kate Graham. Breaking rules. Wild and wanton, just like that fantasy of unleashing the librarian he’d had about her in what seemed like a lifetime ago.

This was completely the wrong time and the wrong place so why did it feel so right? So incredibly exciting all of a sudden?

Was it because Kate was free and this was her choice? The secrets of her locked up past had been thrown into the open and they hadn’t destroyed her. Instead, they seemed to have given her a new power.

Or was it because she felt safe with him? Safe enough to love him. Safe enough to agree to marry him. And she
was
safe. Connor had never felt so powerful. So confident that he could love and protect this woman for the rest of their lives.

And he was loving the way Kate was feverishly undoing his shirt buttons. The way she pressed her lips to the bare skin of his chest and then lifted her face for another kiss. Was he going to put the brakes on for the sake of rules made by people who couldn’t possibly understand the miracle of what was happening here?

Not likely.

He cradled Kate close as he reached under the flaps of her white coat with its missing buttons to unzip her skirt. This was going to be the best sex she’d ever had, he could guarantee it. It would undoubtedly be the best he’d ever had to because he’d never been in love with anyone like this before.

And maybe it was a bit frantic and a bit messy because they didn’t even take off all their clothes and it wasn’t very romantic, even, but the cry of a woman’s fulfilment had never sounded so sweet. His own had never been so heartfelt.

They could do romance later with candles and wine and soft sheets. They
would
do it later. Countless times, if he had any say in the matter. But nothing could beat this. A wild, triumphant leap into the future.

Their future.

* * * * *

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