Chapter 429: Reclaimed, Part 2

He nipped at my bottom lip, and then teased my mouth with a firestorm of almost kisses, until finally, he parted my lips, his tongue rolling over and around mine in a way that wasn't just familiar but in a way that felt like coming home.

I moaned and leaned into him, my fingers tangling in his hair. His soft, thick hair that I'd missed so much. Hell, I'd missed everything about him.

A low, throaty groan rumbled from his chest, igniting every nerve ending in my body. God, I loved that sound. He flattened his hands against my lower back and pulled me closer. Well, as close as I could get with a small baby bump now in the way. Did he notice?

"Well, this isn't uncomfortable at all." Wyatt cleared his throat.

Trent smiled against my lips, and my entire chest constricted with how. . . normal this was for him. For us. It was like we hadn't missed a single moment together, like we hadn't been forced apart for the last three and a half months.