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  “I missed you so much,” I continue to cry.

  “I missed you too. Alice, you feel so good. I can’t believe you’re in my arms.” He steps back and looks me over.

  I see tears running down his cheeks and know mine are doing the same. I reach up and take his face in my hands, bringing him down to kiss me. It’s hard, passionate, and desperate. He pulls me tighter against his body, and I wrap my arms around his neck. When we separate for breath I can’t help but laugh.

  “I missed that sound. I missed touching you, smelling you,” Royce says before burying his head in my neck and sniffing my hair.

  “Are you okay? How badly are you hurt? What did they do to you?” I ask.

  “Shhh, Alice. I’m great now that you’re here. I’m guessing the Commander filled you in?” I give him a nod. “Well, let’s save the details for later. Okay?” I nod again.

  He pulls me to the couch, placing me on his lap. “Alice, please tell me there’s no other man in your life. The Commander told me there wasn’t, but I need to hear it from you,” he begs me.

  Holding his face in my hands again I look him deeply in the eyes. “Royce, there is no other man, there never was. I haven’t even gone on a single date, nor even thought of it. I’m yours, forever. Whether you’re dead or alive, my heart will always belong to you. I love you.” I try to hold back my tears.

  “You were the only thing that got me through these past years, the memory of you, and the yearning to get back to you.” He kisses me, his hands roaming over my body. “I love you so much Alice.”

  “Royce, I need you to come home. I need you so much,” I plead.

  “Yes, Alice. Take me home. Please.” He whispers against my lips and kisses me again. I feel the hole in my heart start to mend. I finally have my peace back, and I’m never letting him go again.

  Chapter 6

  Royce

  I can’t believe she kept the Charger. I’m currently sitting in the passenger seat of it. I look out the windshield and see Alice talking to Michael. I’m glad they’re close and that she had support while I was gone. I know my death was hard on her.

  I look Alice over again. She’s changed, growing even more beautiful. She’s fuller, her hair is longer, and she has this glow. I can’t put my finger on it, but I don’t fucking care. She’s all mine.

  The Commander hugs her and kisses the top of her head, he gives me a wave then walks to his car. Alice slides into the driver’s seat and asks, “Ready to go home?” She smiles, her eyes still a little teary.

  “More than ready, darling.” I lean over and give her lips a kiss.

  She starts the engine and we drive off.

  “Nothing’s changed much.” I say looking out the window. When I left, Alice lived in a small town twenty minutes from Fort Carson.

  “Wait until you see our house,” She says with a smile.

  Our house. I love how she says that. “Why?”

  “I used a bunch of your money and renovated it top to bottom.”

  “Good. I wanted you taken care of. I know we talked about redoing it. You’re a talented designer.” She was always sketching and had so many different designs for the house.

  “That’s another thing I used it for. I finished my degree,” she beams at me.

  “Alice, that’s amazing. I’m so proud of you.” I really am. Suddenly I see her face drop. “What’s wrong, darling?”

  “Here I am talking about redoing the house and going back to school while you suffered god knows what for the past six years.” Tears roll down her face.

  “Alice, I want to hear everything about your life while I was gone. It makes me feel better, helps me forget about my time there. And knowing I helped you with that gives me a happiness I hadn’t believed I’d feel again.” There is no way I want her to feel guilty for enjoying some aspects of her life while I was gone.

  “Will you ever be able to tell me what happened?” She asks in a strained voice.

  “One day, darling. But for now, I just want to enjoy our time, and make up for what we lost. This is our second chance, and it’s going to last forever.” I brush her beautiful golden locks over her shoulder.

  “You’re right. This is our second chance,” she agrees while wiping her tears.

  We pull up to the house. It’s freshly painted, flowers planted along the front porch. It looks homely, a place I can see growing old in. I look at Alice and she seems tense again. Finding out I’m alive is a lot to take in, so I know she needs some time.

  “Let’s go inside.” When we get to the front door she stops, hesitating to unlock it.

  “I need to tell you something, but I don’t know how.” My heart starts to race, what could she possibly have to tell me? “I guess I’ll just show you.” Then she opens the door, stepping through, and I enter after her.

  I notice the difference in the interior right away, it looks great, and a different update from before. I walk in further, ready to explore my new home when I see a photo off to the side. It’s of me and Alice before my deployment. I move to the next and freeze. Its Alice, and she’s very pregnant. I pick it up with shaking hands. God, she looks amazing. Curly blonde hair down and wild with a big glowing belly.

  I turn to her, her eyes teary again. “I wanted to tell you before you left but decided I’d surprise you when you got home.”

  “We have a child?” I ask, my throat closing.

  “Yes,” she smiles big. “A daughter, her name is Rowan.”

  I’m shocked, but fucking thrilled. I guess I left more than I thought with her. I place the picture down and walk up and kiss her, giving her my passion. I grip her tightly, trying to consume all of her.

  “I need a picture.” I’m frantic to see what she looks like. Alice giggles then walks to the fridge and pulls off a photo. When she hands it to me I lose my senses and have to sit down. She’s a mini-Alice, Blue eyes, curly blonde hair. She’s beautiful and so is her name. Then realizations hits. “Fuck, she’s beautiful. Alice, what are we going to do? She needs to be locked up during her teenage years or something.” I’m panicking, but Alice starts to laugh.

  “Royce, she’s only five. We have some time before we need to think about that.” She wraps her arms around my neck. She’s right, but I must prepare for all the horny boys to come.

  “Tell me about her. Show me more pictures,” I urge her.

  We sit down with a few albums and Alice takes me through Rowan’s life. I laugh at some of the stories, and feel pride at others. I see how much The Commander and Ruth have been there for my girls. I don’t know how I can ever repay them. I see how much I missed in their lives and it kills me. But I’m not going to miss anymore. I’m never leaving them again. Ever.

  “When can I meet her?” I ask Alice.

  “Tomorrow. I want you all to myself tonight.” She gives me a shy smile.

  That look gets me rock solid in a second. I grab ahold of her and place her on my lap so she’s straddling me. “I’ve been imaging this for years.” I growl into her neck, smelling her hair. Her scent drives me crazy, almost primal.

  “I have too Royce, every night.” She kisses me, but I take control, grabbing a handful of her hair. With no patience, I unzip the back of her dress, and pull it down. She’s wearing a white lacy bra that make my cock throb even more. I pop open her bra, and her glorious breasts come free.

  “Oh, God Alice, they’ve gotten so much bigger.” I moan as I take her nipple in my mouth, using my hand to grab the other.

  She moans deeply. “You can thank pregnancy and breastfeeding for that.” I feel myself leak from the thought of her beautiful breasts full of milk.

  “I guess I’ll just have to knock you up again so I can see for myself.” I switch nipples. She runs her hands through my hair, clutching me closer.

  Alice stars grinding on my lap, making it impossible to keep my control. I stand and she wraps her legs around my waist. I walk us upstairs to the bedroom. Setting her down, I tug her dress off as she steps out of
it, hooking my finger in her panties at the same time. I take a step back and look at her. I see the amazing new curves on her, her breasts noticeably larger and stretch-marks that hug her hips and tummy. She tries to cover them but I stop her.

  “Don’t. This body is amazing. It gave me a child, and it’s so damn beautiful.” I get on my knees and kiss the scars.

  I move to her belly button, leaving a trail of kisses until I reach her sweet spot. I breathe her in, her smell intoxicating. I touch everywhere, teasing her.

  “Please, Royce. Don’t make me wait. It’s been so long,” she pleads.

  I give her what she wants, pushing her onto the bed and spreading her legs wide, devouring what’s mine. She tastes better than I remember. Everything about her is better.

  “Alice, I need you to cum on my face,” I growl, ravishing her, pushing her to climax. I need to taste all of her, have as much of her on me and in me as possible.

  “Royce!” She screams her climax.

  I can’t hold back, and come in my pants like a teenager. It’s been six years since I’ve had any release. Alice is sprawled out on the bed, breathing hard. I start to strip and peel off my sticky boxers.

  I’m now standing in front of her naked, my body littered with scars. Alice rises and comes to me, tracing them with her finger, her touch making me shiver with need. She leans in and kisses one on my chest and I groan in pleasure.

  “Royce, I can’t believe you survived all this.” She continues to rub her hands all over my body.

  “I did for you. I never stopped believing that one day I would come back to you, that you would be in my arms again.” I pull her towards me, crushing her naked body to mine. I growl at the contact, her lush curves molding perfectly to mine. I feel myself starting to get out of control. I don’t want to hurt her, or give her a rough fuck.

  We need more, we deserve more after all this time.

  We walk to the bed again, and I lay down, bringing her with me, her legs straddling me. It’s been a long time for both of us. I want her to be in control so I don’t lose mine. She looks stunning above me, a sensual smile, her long curly hair wild, and her breasts in full view.

  “Alice, you’re so fucking beautiful.” I lean up and kiss her passionately. When I pull back she lets out a sexy little whimper. “Take me Alice, you’re in control.” I whisper against her lips.

  She giggles before asking, “How long will that last?”

  “Not long if you don’t hurry up,” I growl at her.

  She reaches down and strokes me, and I throw my head back in complete bliss.

  “Alice, please,” I beg her.

  She gives my cock a few more strokes, it’s still wet and sticky from my release. She lines it up with her opening and sinks down.

  It’s heaven, sweet heaven. We both moan. I grip her hips to help her. Its slow and sweet as we kiss and touch every inch of each other as she moves above me.

  “Royce, I need more,” she moans, and I feel her clench around my solid member and lose all control.

  I flip us over, keeping myself inside her. I pull out and plunge into her, repeatedly. Our moans and heavy breathing fill the room, her legs hiked high on my hips. She thrusts her breasts up and I take hold of one of her nipples with my mouth, massaging the other with my hand.

  “Royce, please. More,” Alice begs

  I kiss her passionately, and she runs her hand through my hair, tugging me closer. I pound into her, feeling my climax rise. We cum together, both finding our bliss. I release deep inside her, praying I get to see her pregnant again very soon, wanting to give Rowan a sibling.

  “God, Alice. I love you so much.” I kiss her. Hard. She moans into my mouth.

  “I love you too, Royce.” She brings her hand to my face, and I lean into it.

  I roll us over again, making sure I remain where I belong. She rests her head on my chest.

  “That was better than I remembered,” Alice sighs in satisfaction.

  “Way better, I didn’t know that was even possible.” I stroke her back and kiss the top of her head. Her hands caress my arm and feel the cool band of her ring on my skin. I grab her hand to look at it.

  “I never took it off.” She has a serious look in her eyes. “I was yours whether you were alive or dead.”

  I kiss her ring. “And I’m yours, I’m never leaving you and Rowan again.” I plan to marry her as soon as possible. I’ve waited long enough and so has she.

  I feel Alice wiggle a little and can’t hold back a groan. “Alice, you need to stop that or you’ll find yourself fucked again,” I growl at her.

  “You say that like it’s a bad thing,” she giggles. The sound makes me smile. I’ll give her anything she wants.

  Chapter 7

  Alice

  “I don’t know what I missed most, you or your cooking.” Royce says before he kisses me again. We made love so many times last night and this morning. We took a break, so I could make him breakfast, but we somehow found ourselves back in bed. I guess we’re making up for all the missed years.

  He told me a little about his captivity, but I couldn’t hear much before I started balling. Royce held me as I cried. I filled in more about our lives while he was gone, helping him prep for his meeting with Rowan later today. I want it to go smoothly, but have no idea how she’ll react. Hopefully happy to have a Dad.

  I called in sick for the rest of the week, although with Royce back now I have even more of a reason to quit. I want us to be a family, and don’t want to be separated from him again.

  “Well, you don’t have to miss either anymore,” I remind him.

  “Damn straight,” he growls, moving slowly down my body.

  “Rowan makes really good cookies.”

  “I can’t wait to try them.” He smiles up at me, and I cup his check. He grabs my hand and looks at my ring.

  “We need to get married,” he says still looking at it before crawling up my body to lay beside me.

  “I started planning before I got the news you died. I kept all my wedding ideas, and I know Ruth would love to help.” I cuddle into him.

  “No, tomorrow we are going to the courthouse,” he grunts out.

  I pull back to look at him, a little shocked. “Royce, I want a wedding, not just a courthouse marriage.”

  “No way, Alice. I need to marry you as soon as possible.”

  “I’m sure between Ruth and I we can plan one fast. It’s not like we have a lot of people to invite,” I try to reason with him.

  He shakes his head. He’s about to say something when we hear a knock on the front door. I look at the clock, its ten-thirty in the morning.

  “The Commander?” Royce asks.

  “No, I told them I would call when I was ready for them to bring Rowan over. I don’t know who that could be.”

  Royce gets up and throws on a pair of pants. “I’ll get rid of whoever it is. You stay in bed and get use to the courthouse wedding that’s happening tomorrow.”

  “Royce, I want a real wedding!” I yell as he walks out of the bedroom. I lay back down wondering if I can convince him to wait a week, that way I can have some say in our wedding.

  Suddenly I hear yelling, and a crash. I jump out of bed, pull on a robe and run downstairs. I stop short when I see that Royce has Jeff, my boss, by the neck with his feet dangling off the ground.

  “You repeat those words and I’ll kill you,” Royce growls in Jeff’s face which is turning purple.

  “Royce! Let him go!” I run to him, tugging on his arm. It doesn’t budge. He’s furious. “Royce, if you hurt him you’ll be taken away. I can’t lose you again.” I plead and it seems to work. He drops Jeff who is coughing and holding his neck.

  I hold onto Royce’s arm and ask, “Are you okay?”

  “I’m going to sue you!” Jeff yells at him.

  “Fucker, you came into my house, calling my Alice yours. You’re lucky I didn’t kill you.” He goes to attack him again but I grab his arm and tug hard.

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p; “Royce, stop! He’s my Boss. Please just let him leave.”

  “I’m calling the cops!” Jeff yells.

  I walk in front of Royce. He tries to pull me behind him but I slap his hands away. “Jeff, you need to leave. The Commander plays cards with the Sheriff every week, so he won’t be any help for you.” I try my hardest to defuse the situation.

  “You better ask this guy to leave Alice, then maybe you’ll still have a job,” Jeff threatens.

  “Listen here, fucker.” Royce tries to step in front of me again, but I block him.

  “Jeff, this man is my husband. And I quit. Have my assistant pack up my belongings and mail them to me.

  “Alice! You can’t be serious!” He yells at me.

  Royce loses his temper now and shoves Jeff outside. “Come back again and you’ll regret it,” he warns Jeff before slamming the door. He rests his hands on it, breathing heavily. I know he’s worked up.

  I walk up and hug him from behind. “Royce, I’m sorry.”

  He turns around and locks his lips on mine. “Tell me you’re mine,” he demands.

  “Of course, I’m yours. Always.” I kiss him back.

  “When I opened the door, he demanded why I was here and said you were his,” he growls.

  I cup his face in my hands. “No Royce. He was my new boss, and yes he’s asked me out multiple times, but I always said no. When I called in sick he obviously thought he could come here and make another move,” I explain. His eyes are wild, his hair trigger temper when it comes to me obvious.

  “I need you again,” he growls at me as he picks me up. We head to the couch where he rips off my robe and attacks my nipples. I reach down and undo his pants and he shimmies out of them. A second later he was inside me, making us both groan.

  “Mine,” he says as he thrusts up into me. I can’t hold back the moan. Our lovemaking is fast, dirty, and primal. I don’t know why, but I feel like this will calm him. Another man saying I was his obviously turned Royce into a caveman.