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your first husband?”
    My
cheeks heated. “Yes.”
    Rafael
fingered my bra before unbuttoning my jeans. “And you’d be willing to go
through all that again for me?”
    “Yes,”
I breathed. “I… I presume you’re Catholic?” I couldn’t believe we hadn’t
discussed our religious affiliations before now. I’d presumed Rafael was
Catholic simply because Michael was. I stepped out of my jeans when they slid
to the floor.
    Rafael
nodded. He looked… conflicted.
    I
wrapped my arms around his neck so I could feel him and not my tainted past. “I
would prefer our marriage was blessed.”
    His
eyes locked on mine. “Me too.”
    I
ran my fingers along the chiseled planes that shaped his broad shoulders as he
backed me toward the bed. “Then perhaps we should set a wedding date in June or
July and meet with a priest when we return home.”
    Rafael
shook his head. “I’d prefer not to wait that long.”
    “That’s
only six months away,” I protested.
    His
eyes darkened.
    “Why…”
My question ended abruptly. “Are you trying to expedite our wedding because of
Maxim?”
    His
jaw clenched.
    I
sighed softly. An earlier date would require me to juggle wedding preparations
while I was still in school. “What about the third weekend in May? The weekend
after I graduate?”
    Rafael
released the clasp on my bra, eased the straps down my arms, and dropped it on
the floor. “What about spring break?” He knelt and drew each nipple deep inside
his mouth.
    My
eyes slid closed. I was finding it increasingly difficult to argue my point. “I’m
going to be in Rwanda over spring break. Remember?”
    He
hooked his thumbs in my thong and tugged it toward the floor. “May, then.”
    I
nodded my consent.
    Rafael
lowered me onto the bed. “I can’t believe there’s a class.”
    I
tugged the leather band from his hair. “It’s really not that bad. The class helps
ensure we’re on the same page about our finances, marital roles, and children.”
    “About
those children…” He nudged my knees apart as he pressed his body to mine. “I
think we should work on that requirement now.”
    “Mmmm,”
was my only reply. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled his hips to mine.
    In
one long, decadent stroke he filled me. “Mine,” he sighed.
    “Yours,”
I conceded. I linked my hands with his.
    We
fell into a sweetly seductive kiss. Rafael thrust harder, knitting us together
again and again.
    Tension
coiled deep and low. “Rafael,” I panted. Pleasure sparked. I was so close… too
close. More than anything, I wanted to prolong this moment.
    Rafael
slowed. His hands clenched mine as he gazed into my eyes. He moved deep and
slow.
    I
fought for control even as my body demanded more.
    Rafael
grasped my shoulders. He held me tight and thrust. “You. Are. Mine.” His
muscles clenched. With a final thrust he owned me.
    My
back arched as he pulsed inside of me. We unraveled in the searing heat.
    Rafael
rolled his hips against mine, prolonging the pleasure, wringing even more desire
from my deeply sated body. Slowly, he began to thrust.
    Still
quivering, I relinquished control. “Yes,” I moaned. “More.”
    *
* * * *
    The
bedroom was bathed in a soft flickering light. I shifted slightly so I could
watch the flames dance in the fireplace. I was surprised to find the fireplace
was radiating heat. The room felt cozy and warm. Rafael’s arms and legs were locked
around mine, and we were both tangled in the sheets. My eyes widened when the
plane lurched unexpectedly.
    “Turbulence,”
Rafael grumbled. He opened his eyes when my stomach growled. “Hungry?”
    “Very.”
I briefly considered searching for my phone so I could see what time it was. I
hadn’t a clue how much time had passed since the flight began.
    Rafael
leaned over me to press the call button next to the bed. “Hi, Kari. We’re ready
for the remaining courses.”
    “Will
you be eating in the main cabin, or would you prefer I bring your trays back