Neal wanted to be romantic and sweet but Emma was distracting. His pants tugged over his hips and down his thighs and he groaned as his cock nearly sprang free of its confines. He was so ridiculously aroused by her and not just how sexy she was but everything about her.

She was the perfect woman for him and when they were together, it was easy to forget the world, his past; she and Henry were the only thing that mattered.

Neal's palm ran down her sides and grabbed her hips. "I want you but we should grab a condom." He'd been a lot more careful since Henry was born. He could afford another child.