I shatter apart and I swear my body just exploded.

He flips me back over and pounds relentlessly as he follows my orgasm with his own.

Liam and I made love and I never want it to end.

We lie here trying to catch our breath and I start to come down from my high. I get up and head to the bathroom. I stare at myself in the mirror after cleaning up and try to notice anything different. My hair is a mess and I try to fix it, but I’m still the same. The insides of me are changed though. I’m no longer just Aaron’s girl. I’ve given myself to another man—a good man. A man that I hope will be around for a long time.

I climb back into bed and he wraps the blanket around us. I lie there staring at him with adoration.

His head lolls over and his face lights up. “That was . . .” Liam struggles for words.

“Good?” I ask apprehensively.

He takes my hand. “No, sweetheart. That was better than good.”

I beam and close my eyes. My mind drifts without permission to my first time with Aaron. It was nothing like that. We were both inexperienced teenagers who were trying to recreate a movie. I don’t want to think of him. Liam deserves to have me here and not in my past right now.

“Liam?” I ask, trying to divert my thoughts.

“Hmmm?” He takes my hand and places it against his chest.

I don’t know after this how much we’ll see each other. I wonder if he’s leaving soon for a deployment or if it’s just training. Even before our relationship progressed, I missed him when he was gone. I don’t know how I’m going to handle it now. I have to remember he’s a SEAL and I’m back to that life. Previously, I wouldn’t even notice when Aaron was gone, but Liam and I are so attuned.

“What’s your schedule for the next few weeks? I’m not a needy person, but I want to know how much we’ll see each other.”

“I have to leave in a few days for about two weeks. Then I’m home for a bit. I’ll be here for Aara’s birthday and then probably have to leave after that.”

“I’ll miss you.”

Liam shifts, pulling me on top of him. His fingers trace down my nose to the side of my face. My chin quivers a tiny bit thinking of him leaving for six months. We’re so new and I don’t want him to go. “I’ll see you every day. When I close my eyes, I’ll see your blue eyes, blonde hair, and your beautiful face. You’ve done this, you know it’s not forever,” Liam stops, catching himself on that phrase. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that.”

“I know you didn’t,” I reassure him and roll over. “But it can sometimes be forever.”

Liam pulls me to his side and I close my eyes. He holds me close and I dare to hope that this forever won’t be the same fate as the last man I loved.

I wake the next morning and my hand reaches for Liam, but all I get are cold sheets. Again.

No.

I sit up and look around. Please don’t let this be a dream. It’s definitely not my bedroom. I’m in North Carolina. “Okay,” I tell myself, “Just take deep breaths.”

Climbing out of bed, I feel the aches of the muscles I hadn’t used in a while. I’m sore but I welcome it. It reminds me of the complete ecstasy I felt in Liam’s arms. The sun shines through the window and I go to see where he is.

I walk past Aarabelle’s room to check on her, but she’s not there. I rush down the stairs and see them on the couch. Liam has Aara tucked into his side and she has food all over her face. She’s elated and smiling, watching television with him. Leaning against the wall, I watch them.

She starts to wiggle and he places her on his lap. “Okay, Mommy’s still sleeping, and I’m pretty sure you’re going to need a new diaper after the amount of food you ate. We’re going to keep that between us.”

She stands on his legs and bounces.

“So if you could not poop, that would be really great,” he tries to convince her. “I mean, I can buy you a doll or whatever it is you kids are into. Want a pony? There are wild ones running around. I’m sure I can snag one if you can keep up your end of the bargain.”

“Mamamama,” Aarabelle coos and Liam tries to occupy her.

“Your mama is way better looking than me. Can you say Liam?” he asks and she eats her fingers. “Probably not but you could try.”

I stifle my laugh as she eats her hand and bounces, oblivious. If he’s already bribing her with ponies, we’re going to need to nip this in the bud.

“A pony?” I say as I come into view.

“Oh, thank God. I was worried she was going to shit and I don’t have rope or tape.”

“There’s so much wrong with this situation.” I smile and walk toward them. If this is a glimpse of my mornings with Liam, I’ll be a very happy woman. He sits shirtless and I do my best not to ogle, but his body is hard to tear my eyes away from. His chest is broad and shoulders strong. I know what it feels like to have his strong arms wrapped around me.

In fact, I would like to have that right now. I saunter over, wearing his long t-shirt that I found on the floor. Remembering how much he liked me leaving in it the first time we fooled around, I figured he wouldn’t mind.

“Good morning,” he gazes at me as I stand in front of him.

“Morning.” I scrunch down and kiss him and then kiss Aara. “Morning, Princess.”

I lift her into my arms and make myself comfortable on his lap.

“My two favorite girls.” Liam wraps his arms around us and squeezes.

“Thank you for waking up with her.”

Aarabelle babbles on as I nestle her into my chest. She looks at Liam and her whole face lights up.

Liam shuts the television off and pushes the hair off my face. “I went for my run and when I got back I heard her talking in her crib. I must’ve worn you out last night,” he says with pride.

Rolling my eyes, I snuggle into his chest. “What time is it?”

“Ten,”

“Ten?” I yell out as I jump up. “You let me sleep till ten? What the hell?” I ask and look at Aara. “Did you feed her?”

“Yes, I fed her,” he scoffs. “I’m not a total idiot.”

“What the hell is on her face?” I ask, swiping the dark brown smear on her face. “Is this chocolate?”

Liam stands and ignores my question. “I’m gonna hop in the shower.”

“Liam! You gave her chocolate for breakfast?”

“Feel free to join me,” he says while walking up the stairs.

“You’re going to change every shitty diaper she has!”

“Love you!”

“Ugh!” I groan and look at her all happy and clueless. It’s hard to be mad at him since he let me sleep in, but still. He has so much to learn and hopefully he’ll be around for me to teach him.

“Don’t let her get too close!” I call out from my beach chair. Liam is letting Aarabelle play near the water and I can’t help but get a little antsy.

“Calm down. I know how to swim—well!” he lets me know in an annoyed tone.

I’ve gotten to actually enjoy the beach for the first time since Arabelle’s been born. I don’t know what to do with myself. Plus, I get to look at Liam shirtless. Really, I’m winning anyway you look at this.