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you keep them? I don’t remember moving anything in here that could be holding treasures .” He raised an eyebrow.
    “It’s not like I keep them in a pirate’s treasures chest.”
    “You should; one with a hell of an X on it in red.”
    “Bentley, can we please stop talking about this?” I asked, shifting uncomfortably on the bed.
    “Only if you answer two more questions.”
    “Fine,” I grumbled, knowing it was the only way he’d stop pestering me.
    “Do you have more?”
    “Yes.”
    “Do you use them often?”
    “Not as much since I met you and got pregnant.”
    “But you do use them?”
    “That’s three questions.”
    “Humor me, babe.”
    “Sometimes.”
    “And where do you keep them?”
    “If I tell you, do you promise not to go searching for them?”
    “Promise,” he smirked. I knew not to trust that smirk; that smirk bought us more cows.
    “In the house.”
    Bentley leaned his head back and growled. When he finished he grabbed my feet and pulled them down the bed before pouncing on top of me. I let out a fit of giggles having missed playful Bentley.
    “God, baby, I missed the smell of your skin and the taste of your lips.”
    We spent the next twenty minutes kissing, exploring each other bodies with our hands and fingers. I wanted nothing more than to spend the whole night wrapped in his arms.
    “I have been dreaming of you like this all day. I couldn’t get home fast enough to hold you.” Bentley kissed my neck. “I’ve missed touching you…being close to you as much as I can.”
    I cupped his face in my hands and made him look into my eyes, “Make love to me.”
    “Until the sun comes up.”
    I smiled, still looking into his eyes.
    “God, I love you,” he said before taking my breath away.
    He lifted my arms above my head, singing softly in my ear, “ Hold on tight, don’t let go. I want to feel you in my soul. Until the sun comes up, let’s make love .”
     

     
    I LAY ON Bentley’s chest, watching the sunrise from our bedroom window, twirling my fingers in his chest hair. We must have been lying there for an hour, saying nothing, just lost in our own thoughts.
    I hope he knows what he does to me. Every part of me wants him, needs him, and craves him. Every time I look into his eyes, I fall in love all over again. If he only knew the beating of his heart is my home, even on that night we first made love.
    “Every time you twirl my chest hair around your fingers, I can feel your love for me.” I turned my head to look at him, wondering how he could know exactly what I was thinking. I put my head back down as Bentley began to run his fingers through my hair.
    “That’s because I do love you.” I know it was simple, but it didn’t need any more.
    “Haley, I have never in my life felt this close to anyone. I love you will never be enough. I want to hear your dreams, see your dreams, and touch your dreams.”
    The tears refused to remain at bay. I closed my eyes and let them fall. “I love you Bentley; today, tomorrow, and forever.”
    “God, I hope so, Hales.”

 
     
    BENTLEY AND I decided we didn’t want a bachelor and bachelorette party, much to Carleigh and Travis’s dismay. They acted like we were putting them out. Both Bentley and I were fed up with their insistence.
    “Travis, I am only going to say this one last time. I do not want a bachelor party.”
    “Why?”
    “I just don’t. I don’t need a reason. I’d rather steal a night out with Haley somewhere, than spending it driving your drunk ass around.”
    “Well it’s dumb if you ask me. First Curtis goes off and gets married before we can throw him one, and now you don’t want one.”
    “I’ll tell you what, little brother. When it’s your time to have one, I will throw you the wildest bachelor party ever.”
    “With topless waitresses?”
    Bentley shook his head as he laughed, “Yes, even with topless waitresses.”
    I stepped back onto the deck with Emerson on my hip. “Dada!”
    Emerson