Remember Jamie Baker (Jamie Baker #3)(115)

He was on me in an instant, covering every inch of my body with his as he greedily drank in all the affection I afforded him. I wasn’t stingy. I hadn’t missed him this entire time because I didn’t know him, but with my restored memory, the months of separation slammed into me all at once. Longing I didn’t know I was capable of drove me to kiss him with bruising force.

The more I kissed him, the more he kissed me back, and in just seconds we were on fire, filled with magnetic energy that threatened to keep us glued together permanently. We were both shaking, and actual physical sparks began jumping from my skin to his. It didn’t stop us. This was Ryan. This was me. This was us. It’s what we did: We loved each other with insurmountable passion.

When the lack of oxygen finally forced us to break apart for a moment, Ryan leaned up to catch his breath. Eyes wild and chest heaving, I knew it would only be seconds before we made one of those lasting memories he promised me. I was ready. I was his and he was mine, and now there was nothing standing in our way of spending the rest of our lives in utter bliss.

He started to lean down again, but I couldn’t help noticing the way he was straddled over my lap after we’d gotten completely carried away. My burst of happy laughter made him pause and frown down at me. “What’s so funny?”

His pout made my giggles worse. “Nothing.” I reached my arms up over his shoulders and pulled him back down to me. “Just a little déjà vu.”