The Wrong Right Man(62)

After searching the closet and coming up empty-handed, I head into the bedroom and blink at the sight that greets me. Dakota is lounging in the middle of the bed, wearing nothing but the engagement ring I put on her finger a month ago and a hot-pink tie, the length resting between her breasts and the end covering what I know is heaven.

“Are you looking for something, Mr. Adams?”

I smirk and walk across the room, letting the towel drop away and watching her pupils dilate. You’d think that after almost a year with her, things between us would cool down, but so far, they haven’t. I’m just as crazy about her now as I was the first moment we met, maybe even crazier.

I crawl up the bed and grab her ankles, pulling them apart before settling between her legs.

“I found it.” I drop my mouth to hers and kiss her, then I make love to my fiancée and when I get dressed for work an hour later, I put on that pink tie with a grin on my face.





Acknowledgments


First I have to give thanks to God, because without him none of this would be possible. Second I want to thank my husband. I love you now and always—thank you for believing in me even when I don’t always believe in myself. To my beautiful son, you bringing such joy into my life, and I’m so honored to be your mom.

To every blog and reader, thank you for taking the time to read and share my books. There would never be enough ink in the world to acknowledge you all, but I will forever be grateful to each and every one of you.

I started this writing journey after I fell in love with reading, like thousands of authors before me. I wanted to give people a place to escape where the stories were funny, sweet, and hot and left you feeling good. I have loved sharing my stories with you all, loved that I have helped people escape the real world, even for a moment.

I started writing for me and will continue writing for you. XOXO Aurora