They were lying in bed a while later, Abby with her head resting on Trent’s shoulder, tracing lazy patterns on his chest. When they’d woken up from their nap, they’d made love again. Trent made her feel as if she were the most precious thing in the world.
“What are you thinking?” he asked, pressing his lips against her forehead in the lightest of kisses.
Abby tilted her head up to meet his gaze and felt her cheeks heat. “I was thinking about before.”
He raised one eyebrow in question.
“I can’t believe you were inside me when I told you I love you.”
Trent kissed the palm of her hand before placing it over his heart. “I thought it was pretty perfect myself.”
She giggled and shoved against his wall of solid muscle. “Of course you do.”
The next thing Abby knew, Trent had flipped them ov
