Love After All

“I can live with that.”

She leaned against him. “Just how long is this list?”

“Almost done. Must like a guy who wears jeans and T-shirts.”

She laid her hand on his chest. “It’s quite obvious you made the cut.”

He grinned down at her. “I’m willing to pull out a suit on occasion, though, mainly because you look sexy as hell when you’re all dressed up.”

“Deal.”

“Must like kids. I’d like a couple.”

She tapped her fingers on his notebook. “You know, that was on my list as well.”

He gave her a heated look. “Can we start right now?”

She laughed. “Maybe not just yet. We have to get a house. And we should probably talk marriage at some point.”

“Oh, we’re going to do that. Very soon.”

Her heart swelled.

“Now this is a deal breaker. Must like getting dirty in the mud now and then.”

She lifted her gaze to his and gave him a very sexy smile. “I like dirty.”

He stared at her. “You’re making my dick hard.”

“You should focus on your list.”

He tossed the notebook aside and gathered her close.

“Bottom line. I’m not looking for the perfect woman, just the woman who’ll love and accept me for who I am.”

She kissed him, deeply, then looked at him with all the love she had for him.

“I already do,” she said.

He gazed down at her, and she’d never felt more loved. “Then you’re perfect for me.”

She smiled up at him. “I know.”