by Honor James
Her fingers dug deep into his fur and laughing madly she turned her head to the side. “I love you, Miklos, so very much I love you,” she said with a grin as she bared her neck for him.
Licking at her flesh he settled down at her side and lightly nibbled gently at her skin. Breathing her in he shifted back and wrapped his arms around her. “I love you, too, darling,” he said softly as he stroked his hands down her body. “I didn’t hurt you when I sent you tumbling, did I?” he asked against her cheek.
Her legs moved restlessly against his and she shook her head. “Nope, you didn’t at all hurt me.” Hands moved up to cup and caress his face. “My beloved. But you need to know that I am far more sturdy than a simple tumble to the bed hurting me.”
“I just worry,” he said softly, feeling foolish, his eyes ducking away from her to stare down at her neck. “I care about you, Harker,” he murmured quietly before he pressed his lips to her throat, licking gently at her skin and taking in her taste.
“I know that you do, Miklos.” She pulled his face back to hers and pressed a kiss there on his lips. “And I worry for you as well, my love, but I have to know that you are able to care for yourself and keep yourself safe even from me.” Her hand stroked down his back. “We have a life together. I will be going back to work Monday and you will as well. We’ve had a wonderful time getting to know each other and it will carry us through the long days that wait for us, love. For now though we just need to be each other’s everything, all right?”
“Darling, you’ve been my everything since the moment I first saw you carrying a man twice your weight out of a burning building,” he told her honestly. “And I also know that you would never hurt me.” Unlike he with her. “But if you tried, I’m warning you now, I’m sitting on you until you come to your senses.”
“Sounds fair enough.” She touched his cheeks with her hands and stroked her fingers to them. “I love you, Miklos Farkas, but I think that for now we need to work on giving me a reason not to have to go back to work.” She waggled her eyebrows in suggestion.
Smiling slowly at her he rolled over her and, cupping her face in his hands, he kissed her. “It would be my great pleasure, Harker,” he murmured and proceeded to show her just why she should stay home.
Epilogue
Two weeks later
Harker looked up at Miklos and smiled, “She’s perfect.” The child that they had both decided to adopt was there and smiling up at them as they walked away from the courthouse.
“She is, but having you as her mom she’s going to have an even better life.” His large hand ran over her hair gently, stroking her lovingly as they both watched the child that had become a part of their hearts skipping around in circles on the stairs of the courthouse, going around and around the metal hand rail that people could use when going up and down the concrete steps.
“We have a family now. Are you happy, Miklos?” Harker asked him and took the little girl’s hand when she came back to them. Giving the child a gentle squeeze, she hugged her close to her side. She simply looked up at Miklos.
“Yes, yes, we do have a family now. We have a beautiful daughter, we have a home. We are now and always going to be together, right?” She looked at him oddly but Miklos got down on his knee right there in front of the courthouse.
The little girl laughed, covering her mouth with joy and whispered, “Now?” She asked, “The secret now?” When Miklos nodded the little girl pulled her teddy bear close, unzipped the pouch that the bear held and passed the small box to Miklos.
“Harker, love of my life. Now mother of our daughter and I hope a lot more to come in the future, will you please do me the honor of being my wife?” He opened the box for her then.
Harker looked at the ring and gasped. Holy shit it is huge, was her first thought, and her second thought was how sweet it was that he had gotten the little girl that they adopted involved. When the child went down on her knee, too, and looked up expectantly and muttered, “Pweeze?” Harker couldn’t deny them anything. Breaking out in tears she nodded. “Yes, yes, I will marry you.”
“Look, Daddy, Mommy’s gonna marry us!” The little girl said happily. She hugged Miklos who picked her up and then hugged Harker as well. All three of them were laughing, crying and allowed everyone to see their happiness.
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From the shadows two factions watched the interaction, one which would always protect the Princes and one which wanted them dead. Both knew that the other was there and that was the one and only saving grace to this perfect moment for Harker and Miklos and their newly adopted daughter, Heidi.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Born in the midseventies, this thirtysomething woman has only been writing for the last six years of her life, faithfully that is. Honor has always been scribbling a phrase, a curious word, or the oddest of thoughts down on anything she could find lying about. Now she piles them up before her and, if one catches her fancy, she further explores it to whatever its end might be.
A lover of books, her reading material spans from Shakespeare to mysteries and all the way to the erotic. Anything and everything she can lay her hands on she’ll read. Though, these days, she leans more toward the paranormal than anything else.
Poetry was her first love, lasting about three solid years. Don’t ask. She won’t show many of them to anyone. Then short stories became the focus and finally she began to write for more than just writing what came to mind. She started to write for pleasure and to tell the story that begged to be told.
Life and family came next. Working full-time as a customer service representative and raising two children got in the way and the writing that she so loved as a teenager seemed to be pushed off to the back burner of everything.
So several years passed and her children turned into more than the babies that demanded her attention and into young children and then teenagers with different demands, ones that allowed her to once more spread her imagination to the wind and ask for more, want more.
As with all great things the door to her notebook-written world might have been closed and placed on hold, but where a door closes another one opens and in this case it was with the advent of buying a computer.
Honor spends many a sleepless night pounding at the keyboards. She is a consummate professional in her daytime career. However, at night her visions swing to the fantastical, and in those long hours after the children and husband are in bed, she weaves together words and blends up stories that not only bring a whole new meaning to romance, but sizzle the pages with a heat that will have the readers begging for more.
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