"I didn't want you to look at me like that, and it's the same reason I didn't push you to hear what happened." He almost yelled, but not loudly.

I ran my fingers through my hair. "Greg, I treated you like shit, had another man in my bed, and haven't given you one whole night with your daughter."

Tears were flowing, and I paced as I thought about everything.

"I'm guilty here, Bella. I didn't defy my father in the beginning. I had Grace in my bed, I wasn't honest, and you had no way of knowing. You can look at me any way you like, but don't you dare look at me with guilt and pity. You had no idea the kind of man that raised me, and I deserve more than to be pitied."

I stopped in front of him and cried with my face in my hands. He wrapped his arms around me. "Bella, I love you. I would take the beatings, stabbings, and gunshot all over again if it would take your pain away. You lost Braden, then lost me. You've lost so much, and something has to give."

He pulled my hands away from my face and leaned down for me to look at him.

"Look at me, Bella." I looked up and can see the concern in his eyes. "You came back to me before you knew any of this, and that's what I wanted. I wanted to know you don't pity me." He closed his eyes, and looked at me again. "I dream of that farm now, holding Stark and walking in the field, living as a family, and supporting your career. I want to watch you bring life into this world, like you did that night in Cody's barn. To tell an old friend goodbye and ease his pain, like you did Larry. I want to laugh when Darren kisses you, and be a part of every thing you ever do. Your dream is the farm, my dream is having you. It's over now, Bella. We are one, with no more fucking drama, and we are parents to the most adorable baby girl. We've got it all now, Bella."

I just looked into his eyes as he stood there lowered to my eye level, my heart pounds against my chest. "Don't you ever leave me again! Never face problems by yourself, because we are supposed to be a team. I love you, Greg. More than any woman can ever love a man." I cried.

He crashed his lips on mine, still leaning down to my level while his hands cradled my face. He stops and leans his forehead against mine.

"I'm yours, Bella. I'm at your mercy. I was a broken man when I walked into this hotel, but not anymore. You are mine, and I will never let you go. Not until I take my last breath, will I ever let you go. If you ever try to leave me, just kill me, because I can't go another day, not without you and our daughter."

I nodded. "Always, Greg. I'll always be at your side."

I didn't even remember I was standing here completely naked, I must be a funny sight.

I pushed him into the bed and straddled him. His lips caressed mine gently, and his hands cradled me. Our tears mixing together as we proved our love to eachother.

He moaned as I grinded against him, just before he flipped me over, and I was on my back.

"How long until Stark wakes again?" He asked, as he pushed his pants off himself and climbed on top of me.

"A few hours." I answered.

"Good." I spread my legs, and he laid of top of me, kissing my lips, my cheek, then my neck.

"I'm going to make love to you now, Bella. I'm going to take my time, and feel myself inside you for as long as possible." I buckled my hips, needing his friction to ease my aching core.

He slowly pushed inside me, and my entire body burst into an electric shock. I gasped and arched my back, as he slowly pulled out to his tip and gently pushed back in. His lips were on mine, kissing, biting, and sucking on my bottom lip, as he slowly made love to me.

He lifted his head up to where our lips barely brushed and looked straight into my eyes, like he was memorizing ever single second we are physically and emotionally joined as one.

He pauses every few thrusts and concentrates on my lips. Telling me he loves me and gently kissing me.

"I want to give you another baby, Bella." He slowly moves above me. "Tonight"

He took my breath away, while he gave me the most loving experience of my life.

"Marry me, Bella." He whispered. "Tell me you'll be my wife."

"Yes, I'll be your wife."

He continued to move in and out of me, until he flipped us and I was on top.

We were in no hurry, so I kissed him as I moved my hips, taking my time and brushing my lips across his cheek to his ear. "Give me another baby, Greg." I whispered, just before I sat up and started rolling my hips.

He bites his bottom lip, just before he thrusted into me. My stomach fluttered, and I could feel myself floating, until, once again, drifting into that place only this man can take me.

"Jesus, you're coming Bella. Slow..oh god..Slow down." He begged, but I was already gone. I tightened around his length and stared at him, as I came apart above him. He fought so hard to not let go, and the moment I came back down, he rolled me onto my back again taking control.

He buried his head into the crook of my neck and whimpered, as he fought so hard not to come apart. Finally, he gives up and hovers above me. Thrusting with all his might, he brought both of us to our breaking point. "I love you, Jesus Christ, I love you!" He groaned, as his body tightened, and he stilled inside me. His whole body shakes, as he pushes deeper and releases himself inside me.

He jerks a few times, as he pumps in and out a few more times, then looked down at me with that gorgeous face and smiles with heavy breaths and sweat covering our bodies.

I smile back, before pulling him down for one last kiss, then he crashed down beside me.