The letter could wait, and wait it did. My man swept me into his arms and carried me to his big, comfy bed where he spent the next hour officially welcoming me to our home. I had no complaints about this welcome home party. By the time we caught our breath, basked in the after glow of our lovemaking, showered and redressed, it was time to rejoin his parents for the late lunch his mom had prepared.
Both Jenna and Victor were in the kitchen chatting with Lenore and Harley. Victor looked a bit worse for wear, but that was expected considering what he had been through and the injury he had sustained. Jenna was hovering over him like a mother hen, ready to do everything she could to ease his pain. He seemed to be lapping it up, his eyes filled with adoration, never once left her face.
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