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the only words she wanted to hear from Austin were words that meant they were supposed to be together.
    His wife had been th e love of his life, but Austin was the love of hers, regardless how little time she had left. 
    God, it hurt. The fucking knowing that she could be dead at this time next year.
    And what if he did love her, care for her enough to stay? Could she selfishly allow him to do that?
    Of course not. She was already leaving a daughter behind, parentless… Except, if she told him about Emma, then maybe he’d love her, take care of her, and she’d have a dad.
    Austin scooted closer and touched Willow’s face. She quivered with longing. She wanted him. She needed him. He leaned in and kissed— 
    “No, wait.” She needed to think. She scrambled out of the blanket. It didn’t matter anymore why he left those many months ago, only that he was back. Her mom and sisters were right. He needed to know about Emma.
    “Austin, there’s something I need to tell you.”
    “Alright, but first I need to say something to you. It’s important.”
    Willow swallowed and nodded. “Okay. What?” Now that she’d decided to tell him about Emma, she just wanted to get it out, get it over with. He’d either be happy about knowing or he wouldn’t be, but she had to tell him.
    Austin wrapped his arms around her. “She died before I met you. I came to Bandon to get away, to forget, and I found you, but I was worried that my feelings for you weren’t real, that they were my way of dealing with my loss. I worried that I’d transferred my feelings for Laura onto you.” He reached out a hand and when she took it, he pulled her next to him, pressing his forehead against hers. He closed his eyes and held her face between his hands. The grief on his face was palpable and she wanted to comfort him. Before she could he said, “I had to leave here—you—to make sure. I needed to get over her before I could truly gauge my feelings for you. And now I know. I love you, Willow. More than I could believe. And God I’ve missed you.”
    Tears sprang into her eyes. She was sad and happy at the same time.
    “Will ? Willow. Don’t cry. I’m sorry I left. Can you ever forgive me?” He pressed his mouth on her hard, full of desire, and she responded in kind. God help her, she wanted him, all of him, for as long as possible.
    She didn’t want to think, didn’t want to debate the consequences. She just wanted to feel. His lips on hers, his naked body against hers. Him inside. She unbuttoned his wet shirt and pulled at his tie. He smiled against her lips.
    “Let me help.” He dragged his tie over his head and tossed it to the ground along with his shirt. She watched him, overwhelmed by how fucking hot he was, mesmerized by the muscles along his chest, abs, and arms. He smiled. “Take off that wet sweater, Will.”
    She sprung into action, unwrapping the red scarf and placing it carefully on a dry rock. Her sweater came off next, exposing her pink lace bra underneath. Her nipples immediately responded to the cold air. Austin’s eyes went dark with lust and the knowledge that he wanted her sent a wave of delicious longing through her.
    After that it was a tangle of shoes, arms and legs. He spread out the blanket and they lay down side by side. He rolled on top of her, his hard naked flesh pressed against mine. Their lips came together and he pressed her mouth open, tasting, flicking, and sending embers of longing and wetness into the most sensual parts of her. She spread her legs and he settled between them, sliding inside of her, filling her.
    God, he was huge. She ’d forgotten. He started to move slowly, holding himself up on his elbows, rocking into her. She whimpered, wrapping her legs around his hips. He kissed her harder and moved faster. She felt his heart beating against her breasts.
    “Willow. Willow. You feel so damn good. I’ve missed you.” He spoke the words against her lips and she moaned, throwing her head back.