Destined to Love (Starting Over Trilogy Book 3) by Brenda Kennedy Page B

 
    “What’s mine is yours. If you promise to wear them all the time, I’ll buy a dozen of them for you.”
    She walks over to me and reaches up to kiss me. “I love you.”  
    “I love you, more,” I say, kissing her back. “Do you want to take a walk on the beach?”  
    “Sure, I’ll have to go change first.”  
    “Come on, it’s dark. There won’t be anyone out here.” I take her hand and we walk down to the beach. It’s a full moon and the stars are out. The breeze blows Angel’s hair away from her face and she looks stunning. Her long dark curly hair against my white shirt on her flawless body is gorgeous. She is so beautiful.  
    “What are you thinking about?” she asks, looking at me with a smile on her lips.  
    “I was thinking about how beautiful you look.”  
    “Mason, I swear, you need glasses.”  
    “You are always beautiful and you never know it. You have no idea how many people just stop and stare at you when you enter a room.”  
    “Mason, that’s not true and stop trying to embarrass me.”
    “See what I mean?”  
    Angel and I walk a short distance down the beach in silence and I notice her shiver.
    “Come on, Beauty, let’s head home.” I take her hand and lead us in the direction of our beach house. “What are your plans tomorrow when Dad and I go to the condo?”  
    “I thought I would go to the cottage and pack up some of my things. I meet with your Dad next week to gift the cottage to Uncle Raùl and Aunt Maria.”
    I look over at her as she intertwines our fingers.
    She says, “When my Aunt Rosie gave me the cottage, it was fully furnished. A few things in there belonged to my Mom, so I want those things. I also want the china cabinet with the serving dishes in it. I’ll need to call Aunt Maria to make sure it’s all right. That is, if you don’t care? The furniture there won’t really go well with your furniture.”  
    “I’m sure they would want you to have whatever you want out of there. Don’t worry about it matching or not. If you want it, we’ll make it work. ”  
    “I bet you didn’t realize how little I was bringing into our relationship?”  
    “All I want is you; nothing else matters. What is mine is yours.”  
    We walk the sandy path leading to the beach house, and I watch her walk up the stairs to the lanai. I want to look away, but I can’t. My white shirt only goes mid-thigh and reveals her long tan legs. I can see the outline of her naked breast beneath the shirt. I adjust myself and walk up the stairs and lock the door behind us. I go right to the kitchen so Angel can’t see the effect she has on me. The stronger and more independent she becomes, the more I want her. She was so broken when I met her. I just wanted to wait for her to heal and become the woman I knew was hiding beneath her tortured soul. Now that she is right where I knew she could be, I just want to make love to her and show her what it feels like to be loved. I don’t think I have ever made real love to a woman before, but when it comes to Angel, I don’t think it will be tough to figure it out. I used to crave it hard and fast, but with Angel I’m going to want it to last. 
    “Mason, what is wrong with you tonight? You are in such deep thought.”  
    I look up from behind the refrigerator door that I am hiding behind and smile. “Nothing, I was getting us a water. That’s all.”  
    “No, you have been standing there for five minutes, looking at the picture of us on the refrigerator.”  
    “I like that picture of us and I didn’t realize you were timing me.” I smile, close the refrigerator door, and open a bottle of water for her.  
    “Mmm, mmm. Come on, Handsome, let’s go to bed. We have church in the morning.”  
    I wake up to Angel crying. She is in bed and the lights are off. I blink a few times, trying to decide if she is having a nightmare, or if she is awake. Angel hasn’t had a nightmare in a while. Lying near the edge of the