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love you, Amana. What I
want more than anything is to not only be a father to our child but
your husband, too.”
    Pressing her hands against his firm
chest, the strength of his heartbeat pounded against her fingers.
“Are you asking me to marry you, Mr. Stephens?”
    Leaning down, he licked her bottom lip
and whispered, “Do me the honor of becoming Mrs.
Stephens.”
    “ Yes.” She guided her hands
up to his shoulders.
    “ Now kiss me.”
    She did.

Epilogue
     
    Neal paused in stride on his way from
the cabana bar with two fruity island drinks in hand and stared at
his wife. Amana lay beneath the umbrella shading on the beach with
their three month old son, Jacob, asleep in the baby bouncer. It
was their one year anniversary and after they returned home from
Jamaica Amana would be back at work. He didn’t want their time as a
family to end, but he missed having his wife with him at the
office. Over the last four months there had been a temporary
assistant working with him. Even though Wanda from human resources
had been filling in for Amana and was highly efficient, it just
wasn’t the same. His wife had the ability to anticipate his wants,
desires and needs both professionally and personally.
    “ Mr. Stephens, do you plan
to bring me my cool beverage or continue to watch me?” Amana lifted
her beautiful eyes and looked at him over the top edge of her
book.
    He moved forward. “I thought you were
deep in your novel.” Kneeling beside her, he handed her one of the
two drinks.
    Sitting up, she smiled at him as she
took a liberal drink from the straw. “What can I say, where there’s
a deliciously handsome man close by I can’t help but be drawn to
him.”
    Leaning forward, he kissed her and
tasted the pineapple coconut juices on her full lips. “I hope
that’s just me,” he growled.
    “ No worries, dear, I only
have eyes for you.”
    Taking a drink of his beverage he lay
on his side beside his wife and admired her in the sky blue bathing
suit. “The same goes for me.” He wiggled his eyebrows. “Have I told
you how sexy you look in that swim suit, today?”
    She laughed, the husky sound traveling
along the tropical breeze. “You said that about every suit I’ve
worn over the last three days.”
    “ I’ve sincerely meant
it every time,
too.” Amana had always been attractive to him, but since she’d
carried their child, he noticed and appreciated the changes
motherhood had made on her body. Her breasts were larger, her hips
fuller and her ass was both plump and firm. At night, he enjoyed
kissing the slight roundness of her stomach, the remaining evidence
of where his child had been housed for nine months. Assessing her
form, caused the blood to rush south in his body and fill his shaft
with heat.
    If it was darker out, he would have
pulled her beneath him and pushed her bathing suit aside and made
love to her on the beach, whisper soft words of love in her ear so
not to awaken their sleeping child. It was not only too bright at
the moment, but crowded as well.
    Glancing up, towards the more shaded
section of the umbrella’s shadow, he watched the rise and fall of
his son’s chest. Jacob had grown and plumped out since his birth
and was a bright and alert child. His son’s chubby almond features
were surrounded by a head full of dark curls. It amazed him how
every time he looked at Jacob how his heart swelled and how much
pride he felt being his father. At night he read to his son and
told Jacob about all the things he would teach him and what they
would do together when he got bigger. He and Amana were planning on
having three children, in two years when they started on the next
one; he hoped it would be a little girl with his wife’s lovely eyes
and gorgeous smile.
    Thinking of Amana took his gaze away
from his son and back to the beautiful woman beside him. “I set our
dinner reservations for seven is that fine?”
    “ Perfect.” Lifting a hand,
she caressed his bare shoulder and allowed her