There was no doubt. He'd always loved her. And now that she was in his arms, he'd never let his Lacy go.Rays of light flooded the room, but she kept sleeping. Hoping the intense need that burned in him would not wake the beauty beside, he stared at her, but did not touch her. After a long while, he turned on his back and focused on the ceiling, considering their options.Her job was a concern. She was great at it, receiving awards and accommodations and moving up the ranks quickly. However, none of her accomplishments diminished the fact that being a cop was extremely dangerous. He couldn't stand the possibility of losing her. He wanted to tell her as much, but knowing this woman all too well, he knew she'd never agree to be a stay-at-home Mrs. MacKlick.And what was wrong with being a stay-at-home wife and mother? Nothing. He wanted that in her in his home, his life, more than anything, but Lacy's dreams were different.They'd talk about it together. Just as soon as he was sure she felt like he did.He continued to stare at the fan while stealing glimpses at her lush lips and angelic face.
