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“I don’t think it’s terrible,” Emma said with a grin. “I think it’s great. And it’s super beautiful! We should light a fire on the veranda and sit out there and watch it fall.”

  Morgan smiled, and she had to admit, she couldn’t think of a better idea even if she had tried.

  She looked at Trent and he shrugged his shoulders.

  “We have the outdoor stove and the firepit,” he said. “And the seating is all undercover.”

  “Let’s do it,” Morgan grinned as she nodded her head to let him know that she was more than eager.

  “Okay,” he smiled. “Emma, head upstairs and get on some dry clothes.”

  Morgan watched as he held her gaze and he walked toward the French doors that led out onto the veranda.

  She didn’t know what was happening, but something had definitely changed. After they had both run away from each other the previous evening after their kiss, now it only felt completely natural that they should spend the day together…

  And what better way than on the top of a mountain in the snow, with bonfires to keep them warm?

  Morgan watched from the windows as Trent marched around outside on the deck that overlooked the forest and the valley and began to build fires in both the fire pit and the outdoor stove. The seating area was big and comfy, and it was under the slope of the roof, so it had been kept dry and free from snow. She knocked on the window and motioned toward it and mouthed, where are the cushions?

  Trent looked up at her and gave her the best smile she had ever seen, his whole face was open and full of adoration, his pupils were wide, and she could tell that he was feeling what she was feeling. It made her both nervous and turned on, but she felt herself blushing, so she looked away coyly before she managed to catch his eye again and smile.

  He walked close to the window and tapped on it, she looked up into his eyes and she was suddenly annoyed that there was a pane of glass between them. He smiled at her again. They were only inches apart, but they were separated by the window. Morgan’s heart was racing, and she could barely keep her composure.

  He pointed behind her and tapped on the window to show her where the cushions were hiding. When Morgan turned to follow his direction, she could see a big, leather ottoman on the outskirts of the living area. She turned back to him and smiled and then she went toward it.

  Once they had set up the outside, Emma was so excited she was bounding around on the veranda and kicking up snow. Morgan and Trent sat on the couches and looked out at the incredible view, and they kept sneaking looks at each other when the other wasn’t looking. If they caught each other’s eye, they both laughed, and then they would look away again.

  “Can I build a snowman?” Emma asked cheekily.

  “We spent all morning doing that, sweetheart,” Trent said with a knowing smile. “Why don’t you just come and sit with us?”

  “I want to play,” she said as she started to walk toward the door. “I’m going to go up to my room and get out all of my snowman toys and make an indoor ski slope.”

  Morgan laughed and looked at Trent.

  Trent nodded his head and raised his eyebrows, before Emma disappeared inside and the two of them were once again left alone.

  Trent cleared his throat and turned to face Morgan. She could already feel the incredible tension building between them again and she knew she was going to have to fight to compose herself.

  “It really is beautiful up here,” she said to break the silence as she looked out over the valley and toward the forest. The snow was falling heavy and silently, and it looked like something out of a dream. The snowflakes were thick and fluffy, and the whole world around them was white. The fire was warming them perfectly, and it felt all so surreal. Morgan still couldn’t quite get her head around how she had ended up there, and the way she was feeling.

  Trent was literally her perfect man, and she had never felt so settled and happy. She felt like she truly belonged.

  “That’s why I love it up here,” he said before he leaned back and spread his arms out along the back of the couch.

  Suddenly, Morgan felt very brave and she knew she was going to have to ask him.

  “Last night,” she began, and she took a deep breath. “You were drinking…”

  “Yes,” he said with a hint of shame. “I know… I don’t make a habit of it, it’s just…” he trailed off and looked back out over the mountain. “Yesterday, all that stuff with the guy in town, it set me back…”

  There was so much running beneath his exterior, Morgan couldn’t help but be drawn to it. She wanted to know it all.

  “When Emma’s mother walked out on us, we were lost. It took a long time for us to build our life back up, for me to be settled and happy with who we were. And I vowed never to get with anyone again.”

  Morgan felt her face flame red.

  “But when I saw that man screaming at the pair of you… Something inside me clicked… it made me so mad, it made me want to kill him, it made me want to defend you and Emma to the death.”

  He turned, and his eyes focused in on hers. Her heart was racing so hard, she honestly would have thought that he could hear it.

  “I’m not her,” Morgan whispered. “I’d never hurt you…”

  “I know,” he smiled. “And trust me, no one has ever had the effect on me that you have… For a while, I thought I was losing my mind.”

  He laughed and scratched the back of his neck.

  “But the situation,” she said. “It’s complicated. We shouldn’t.”

  Trent looked beaten and he nodded and sighed.

  “Today has been lovely,” Morgan smiled as she got to her feet. “Thank you so much.”

  She turned and headed back toward the door to the house. She didn’t want to leave him, but she knew if she stayed there, they were going to cross lines they could never go back over.

  12.

  As she lay in bed that night, she left the curtains open so she could see the bright silver light of the moon, and she listened to the sound of wolves howling out in the depths of the forest and elsewhere on the mountain.

  Her mind had been spinning and her body had been begging for release. She needed that man, and she didn’t know how long she would be able to resist him.

  Trent was a brute and a gentleman rolled into one… and now she’d had a taste of him she was having trouble letting him go.

  She rolled onto her side and sighed.

  The annex was quiet, but out of nowhere, she suddenly sat up with a start. She couldn’t be sure, but she thought she had just heard knocking.

  She got to her feet and pulled her black, silk robe around her and tied it at the waist before she crept out of the bedroom and went into the adjoining living area. She held her breath as she tried to listen and closed her eyes to ensure she wasn’t imagining anything.

  Knock, knock…

  She hadn’t imagined it. Someone was definitely there.

  She breathed out nervously, but she went straight for the door handle and pulled it open.

  Trent was right there, leaning against the frame. His muscles were throbbing, his eyes were dark and engulfing, and he looked so fucking sexy that Morgan knew there was no way she was going to send him back to his own bed.

  “Hi,” she whispered with a coy grin.

  “Hi,” he said as he looked deep into her eyes.

  She reached up and grabbed onto his neck as she pulled him to her. All her primal instincts were taking hold, and she couldn’t subdue them anymore.

  She had to have him.

  Trent lifted her up and pulled her legs around his waist as his mouth searched hers, they were both gasping and panting, and they were both so full of lust and passion that Morgan was ripping at his clothes before he had even closed the door.

  She dug her feet into the base of his spine as he walked with her toward the bedroom and threw her down on the bed. When she looked up at him, her breath caught in her throat, this man was so incredible. He was literally everything. Ther
e wasn’t one doubt in her mind that this was fate.

  “Trent,” she whispered as he came toward her and spread her legs apart.

  “Morgan,” he whispered as he put his weight on her and cupped her face. “I can’t stay away from you.”

  “Then don’t,” she said with a grin. “I want you…”

  His eyes widened, and he leaned in to kiss her again. She wrapped her legs around him and pulled his waist against hers as she ran her hands through his hair and let him dominate her.

  He was so strong and powerful, and she could already feel that he was hard and oh so ready for her, it was almost tipping her over the edge. She reached down and grasped for his belt buckle and started to undo it and his pants, before he went for her underwear and ripped her panties off in one fell swoop.

  He threw them behind him and they went over his head and landed on the floor, before Morgan started to pull down his jeans. She moaned as his fingers found her pussy and he slipped one inside of her.

  “So wet,” he moaned as he touched her for the first time.

  Morgan gasped and threw her head back. He felt so incredible, she was barely able to hold on.

  He moved down her body and held onto her hips as he opened her legs wide and dipped down between them. He kissed her pussy, rolling his tongue over her clit and lapping at her juices as she lay there in complete ecstasy.

  “Oh, Trent!” she wailed as she dug her hands back into the pillow behind her and gripped onto his head with her thighs.

  He moved back up toward her and pinned her wrists into the mattress behind her, before he pulled down his boxers and his incredible, thick, hard cock sprang free.

  “I want you,” she whispered again. “I need you.”

  Trent rubbed his tip up and down her pussy, making her wetter and wetter and teasing her oh so good.

  When he finally gave in to her demands and entered her, Morgan was already a quivering mess. He had taken her to the very edge, and now he was going to thrust into her and fuck her hard and slow.

  She looked up at him as she wrapped an arm around his neck and he bent forward to kiss her. They were joined now, and she had never felt this cared for and wanted in her entire life. Trent looked into her eyes and she saw all of him. She could see everything that he was, and what he could be.

  Trent was hers, and he was falling for her.

  She knew they would never ever hurt each other.

  Something about this, and them, was just too right.

  She moaned and panted as his dick pumped into her again and again, and when she felt him tense up and felt his body contract, she knew he was about to explode inside of her.

  She let her head fall back and she held on for dear life as her orgasm tore through her, and Trent came too at the exact same time. Her body bucked beneath his, and she shook and gasped as he made her feel all the things she never knew she could.

  He had truly shown her the way out of the darkness.

  Trent was her light.

  And now they were both guiding each other home.

  They lay in each other’s arms and Trent traced his fingertips through Morgan’s hair. In the aftermath of their love, they listened to the wolves howling out on the mountain and they watched the stars through the window as they shone down on them from way, way above.

  “I didn’t see any of this coming,” Trent said before he kissed her on the forehead. “I tried since the second you walked through the door to ignore how I was feeling. But it all just got too much.”

  “I thought you hated me,” she smiled. “I truly did. I thought you didn’t want me here.”

  “Well, that is partly true,” he said with a hint of fun in his voice. “I guess, deep down, I knew that if you stayed, we would end up here. When I hired a nanny, this was the last thing I ever thought would happen. But you’re different, Morgan. You’re so much more than any woman I have ever known.”

  She looked deep into his eyes and smiled.

  “You’ve grounded me,” he whispered. “You’ve made me a better man… I was lost before you arrived here and came into our lives. But now, it feels as if we are whole.”

  He kissed her tenderly.

  “Emma never had a mother,” he said as he traced a finger down the side of her cheek. “But I see that in you… She loves you, she responds so well to you… I’ve never seen her like that with anyone.”

  Morgan could feel the tears welling up behind her eyes and she kissed him again.

  “Stay with us,” he said. “But only because you want to, not because you’re hired to be here.”

  “I do want to be here,” she said genuinely as a tear rolled down her face. “Since the moment I walked through the door, this has felt like home.”

  Trent smiled and cuddled her into his tightly.

  Something had been found up there on the mountain that was going to stand the test of time. A family had been born… And now, both of them had finally found their future.

  13.

  Six Months Later

  “Daddy!” Emma called as she ran through the hallways of the cabin and made her way into the kitchen. “Daddy, where are my boots! I’m going to be late!”

  Morgan raced through after her, but she made sure she took it easy, and did her best not to knock into anything on her way. They had all slept in far too long, and now they could see that they were likely going to miss the first bell.

  “They’re here, Em!” Morgan called to her as she swept the boots up from the laundry room floor, before she lifted the little girl onto one of the bar stools and started to help her put them on. She reached for her hat and coat and put them on too, and then she stood back and looked at Emma. She looked so angelic, and Morgan had to admit that she had landed on her feet when it came to her step daughter.

  “I swear you get prettier every day,” Morgan smiled. “You’re growing up so fast.”

  “Well, I have to now, don’t I?” Emma said cheekily as she rubbed her hand over Morgan’s swollen tummy. “I’m going to be a big sister after all.”

  Morgan held her hand over hers, and Trent came bumbling into the room with his jacket slung over his shoulder. When he caught sight of them standing there together, he stopped and smiled.

  “Well, would you look at that,” he said with admiration. “My two beautiful girls.”

  He sighed and leaned back against the wall as he looked on at them and Morgan could feel his swell of pride from the other side of the room. Emma leaned forward and planted a kiss on Morgan’s tummy, and then she whispered something softly to it. It was like she was in her own little world, and she was having a conversation with someone none of them could see.

  Trent and Morgan smiled at each other.

  “What did you say to him?” Trent asked as he walked over and wrapped his arms around them both.

  “I told him I couldn’t wait to meet him, and to have a good day,” Emma said confidently. “I said I’ll see him when I get home from school.”

  Morgan smiled and patted Emma on the head. She really was so delightful, and she was an absolute credit to Trent and how he had raised her.

  He really was Superman.

  He was her Superman.

  He was The One.

  Trent leaned in and kissed Morgan lovingly on the lips.

  “I’ll be home later this afternoon,” he said to her as her rested his hand on her belly and smiled warmly at her. “Make sure you get some rest today.”

  “Are you sure you don’t want me to take her?” she asked as she walked behind Trent and Emma toward the door. “I don’t mind dropping her off if you need to head straight to the office?”

  “My woman needs to relax,” he said to her with a wry smile. “There’ll be no going up and down the mountain unless you absolutely have to.”

  “Okay, babe,” Morgan smiled.

  It felt good to have someone who cared so much for her, and that now she was carrying his child, she knew he was going to take extra special care of them all.

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nbsp; “Look after my boy,” he winked at her as he and Emma stepped out into the warm summer air. “You two get your feet up and chill. And I don’t want you to lift a finger, I’m going to cook dinner tonight.”

  Morgan shook her head and laughed.

  “Luigi’s?” she asked him cockily as she crossed her arms over her chest and raised her eyebrows.

  Trent laughed and shrugged.

  “What do you think?” he grinned.

  Emma rolled her eyes, “I think there’s more chance of the mountain erupting like a volcano than Daddy cooking anything any time soon,” she joked.

  “Good one,” Trent said as he tapped her lightly on the butt and ushered her into the back seat of the car.

  “Have a good day at school, Emma,” Morgan smiled. “And I’ll see you both this afternoon.”

  Trent blew her a kiss and gave her a wink as he slammed the backdoor on the truck and climbed into the front seat. He started the engine and it roared out around him.

  As Morgan watched them drive away and make their way back down to town, she couldn’t help but feel like the luckiest woman in the world. She had landed exactly where she needed to be, and she had become the woman she had always been destined to become.

  She and Trent had found love against all the odds, and her, him, and Emma were a true family. It was all so right.

  She rubbed her belly and felt warm inside.

  A baby boy was on the way. Another generation up on Wakestone Mountain was about to begin…

  Trent and Morgan were about to start a loving legacy all their own. And the journey was only just beginning.

  THE END

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