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“We need to prepare.”

“Prepare for what? The business doesn’t go live for another month. I thought we’d stay out on the road a little longer.”

The moment stretches between us like the endless sky above, and I can hear my heart pounding louder than ever.

“We're preparing for life,” I whisper and watch as his expression shifts from confusion to anticipation. “Daddy.”

The word hangs in the air, delicate and potent.

For a second, he's frozen. His eyes search mine for confirmation of what his heart already knows, and then his entire being lights up with a joy so profound it seems to brighten the dusk around us.

“You're serious?” His voice is barely above a whisper as he reaches out to touch my abdomen gently, a question and a greeting all at once.

Tears prick at the corners of my eyes as I nod emphatically.

“I'm pregnant.”

We're wrapped in each other's arms before another word can escape either of us. His laughter echoes into the woods surrounding us as he lifts me off my feet in an exuberant embrace.

“Baby,” he breathes out against my hair as he sets me down gently. “You've made me the happiest man alive.”

Our lips meet again, this time with an urgency that speaks volumes of our love and longing, a silent promise that every moment ahead will be cherished just as deeply as those we've already shared.

We move inside without another word. Actions now speak louder than any promise or plan could ever do.

Angel leads me to the bedroom, the soft glow from bedside lamps painting everything in shades of gold and amber. The blankets are invitingly rumpled from where we left them this morning, and now they beckon us back with new significance.

Our kisses deepen as layers of clothing fall away effortlessly, the outside world fading until there's nothing left but him and me and this moment we're creating together.

He traces every curve of my body with hands that know me better than anyone else ever could, every touch a declaration of love and devotion that makes me shiver with delight.

There's a gentleness to his touch as he lays me back on the bed, yet it doesn't dull the pleasure I feel when he dips his head and runs his tongue along my clit. I clutch the sheets beneath me, doing my best to hold on. His tongue alternates between smooth, sensuous circles and quick, tantalizing flicks, driving me higher and higher until I'm teetering on the brink. His fingers join in the dance, sliding deep inside me while his thumb expertly circles my clit. The resulting orgasm is powerful, leaving me gasping and trembling beneath him.

His eyes meet mine in the dim light of our cabin, filled with such love and adoration that it nearly steals my breath away again. His lips are firm against my skin as he trails kisses from my aching heat up to my breasts, lavishing attention on each nipple before continuing his journey north.

I lose myself in him as he kisses a path up my throat to the edge of my jaw and then finally captures my mouth with his. His lips move over mine in a languid dance that leaves me breathless. His taste, a mingling of us both, intoxicates me more than any substance ever could.

Unable to resist the magnetic pull any longer, I pull him closer until our bodies meld together with an intimacy only two people deeply in love could share. I feel him hard against my thigh and I instinctively wrap my legs around his waist. The need to have him is overwhelming, an insatiable hunger that only he can satiate.

Angel looks into my eyes, his own reflecting the same need and desire that surge within me. Wordlessly, he positions himself at my entrance and with a deep thrust, he enters me, eliciting a gasp that is swallowed by his passionate kiss.

We move together in perfect harmony, every thrust sending sparks of pleasure coursing through our bodies. His eyes never leave mine as he moves deeper, slower... Savoring each sensation as if it's our first time. Even though we've made love countless times in countless places under countless skies, every time with him feels like uncharted territory.

Time ebbs around us, each second blending into the next as if our universe is solely contained in this cabin, in this bed. We exist within a cocoon where there are no responsibilities other than to love and be loved in return. No questions about what comes next or what path we're meant to tread. Only him and me and the rhythm of our bodies moving in sync—the most perfect harmony.

His fingers lace with mine, pinning my hands above my head as he peppers my neck with open-mouthed kisses, drawing out the softest of moans from my throat. A sheen of sweat coats our bodies, making his skin glisten under the dim lighting of the room. The sight of it, of him so beautifully undone makes my heart throb with affection. I've always known Angel to be a beautiful man, but there is something about seeing him lost in pleasure that brings about an entirely new level of appreciation.

With a growl, he quickens his pace, chasing his own climax while striving to push me over the edge once more. His movements are controlled but desperate, his body straining for release. I close my eyes and relish the feel of him.

"Look at me," he commands, his voice hoarse with need. I open my eyes, meeting his in a silent conversation that only lovers understand. There is desperation there, an echo of the raw need rippling through my veins, and a promise of the exquisite pleasure to come.

He hits a spot deep within me that sends shivers coursing down my spine. I gasp out his name, arching into each delicious thrust. The edges of my world start to blur as an orgasm builds from within, simmering beneath my skin until it explodes in a burst of pleasure that leaves me breathless.

Angel follows me moments later with a guttural groan that fills the room, sending aftershocks of pleasure rippling through us both. He collapses onto me, his breath hot and ragged against my sweat-coated skin as we lay entwined in the aftermath of our shared moment. For a long while, there is no other sound but our heavy breathing and the occasional rustling of sheets as we adjust to find comfort.

A soft hum escapes his lips, reverberating against my skin where his head rests on my chest. It seems almost like an unheard melody, a lullaby of love, soothing us both into a state of tranquility. There’s nothing more comforting than the weight of his body on mine, the gentle thump of his heart echoing mine in rhythm.

His fingers trace idle patterns over my abdomen, each light brush sending a tingling sensation coursing through me. He’s tracing letters, I realize after a moment. A silent message that makes me giggle with delight when I decipher it... I love you.

"Angel," I say softly, playing with his tousled hair. "Do you think it's a boy or a girl?"

Angel lifts his head from my chest, meeting my gaze with twinkling eyes. His hand rests gently on my stomach now, fingers splayed across it like he's trying to connect to not only me but our baby, too. "I don't know," he whispers, his voice choking with emotion. "But whatever our baby turns out to be, he or she will be perfect.”

At this, I can't help the tears that finally spill over and course down my cheeks. He wipes them away tenderly with his thumb before leaning in to kiss me deeply. "You're going to be an amazing mother," he whispers against my lips before pulling away to look into my eyes once more.

"And you," I say, placing a hand on his cheek and stroking it gently with my thumb. "Will be the most wonderful father."

As we lay here with his hand resting protectively over my stomach, I can't help but think how this trip has been everything we dreamed it would be and so much more.

It wasn't just about seeing new places or escaping routine. It was about finding ourselves again, in each other, and now... Creating something beautiful together that will last far beyond this amazing road trip.

And so we talk softly into the night about what comes next, our plans taking shape around this new life joining ours, the excitement building with each whispered dream until sleep finally claims us both, wrapped in each other's arms and ready for whatever tomorrow brings...