A/N: I'M BAAAAACK!!! Thank you for your patience as I was gone, and for all the love and encouragement sent to me while away! You guys are the sweetest. It means the world to me! As a thanks, here's some fun in Finland. Hope you enjoy ;)

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Dakota and I have spent a few lovely days with the girls since her return. It's hard for us to go out in London without being caught, so we improvise on what to do with them at the house. It doesn't matter our plans, I love seeing her sit in the middle of the floor playing dollhouse with them and smiling as she reads them bedtime stories. She's going to be the perfect mum, but in the meantime my girls are lucky to have her as an influence. She brightens every room she enters—her spirit is contagious.

The doorbell rings, breaking me of my admiration. It's time for the girls to go home. Dakota stays to help them clean up their toys and get their bags together as I answer the door. No surprise Amelia is alone to pick them up.

"Hello, James," she says.

I nod. She never calls me Jamie anymore. Not that I give a fuck either way. "You can come in for a minute."

"Is she still here?" She looks behind me.

"Yes. She's back." I emphasize it so she knows we didn't go, but that my girl returned for us.

"From where?"

I sigh. "Paris, don't play this game."

She rolls her eyes. "Are they ready? I need to be on the road soon."

"Girls," I call out.

I hear their footsteps as they make their way to us. Dakota trails behind them, stopping beside me. I wrap my arm around her waist to stake my claim.

"Say goodbye," Amelia tells them.

I let go of Dakota to kneel and hug both of my girls. I breathe them in, imprinting their scents until I can hold them again.

"Daddy loves you, and he had so much fun this week."

"Love you, Daddy," Dulcie says, wrapping her arms around my neck.

"Be good, okay? Call me often and I'll come see you soon. I'll miss you until then."

She steps back and wipes at her eyes. "I miss you, too."

I choke back my own tears. "Don't cry, sweetheart. Daddy is always here even if we're not together, you understand?"

She nods. I kiss her curls and move to kiss the baby's soft hair.

"I love you, munchkin. Be good to your sister. You guys have to take care of each other."

She rubs my beard with her tiny hands. "Dada."

I usher them away, standing up again. Dakota wraps her arm around my waist this time.

"Bye Kota," Dulcie says. "I miss you."

I watch Amelia's reaction and am surprised when she doesn't explode.

"I'll miss you too, pretty girl. You can call me anytime."

"Tomorrow?"

Dakota giggles. "Of course. Whenever you want."

Amelia lifts the little one to carry her out and she waves her tiny fingers.

"Kota. Dada."

"Thank you," Amelia says, looking between both of us.

I wrinkle my forehead, taken aback by her gratitude.

"For taking care of them." She half-smiles at Dakota before turning to leave.

Dulcie waves, her bottom lip stuck out and it takes a lot for me not to break down. Thank God Dakota is here to hold me up.

They shut the door and I kiss Dakota's temple.

"That was rather...nice," she says. "I hope I didn't just jinx us."

I smile. "I'm glad to have you as a distraction from missing them."

She pecks my mouth. "You'll never be alone in this, okay?"

I nod, kissing her again. "I couldn't ask for more. Thank you for being so amazing with them. They love their Kota."

Her cheeks blush. "I love them, and their daddy like crazy."

"He's a lucky man."

She bites her bottom lip. "I'd like to think so."

I smirk. "And I love you. Immeasurably."

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I am practically bursting at the seams with excitement to have Dakota all to myself in Finland. I know it's selfish of me, but for once neither of us will have any distractions or obligations. It's a chance for us to grow even closer, if that's possible.

Luckily Alessandro adores my girl, so he let us fly to Finland on his private jet after some easy begging on her part. Which was a blessing, because otherwise we would've had to take separate flights. It'd be too hard to mask us both going to Finland without a purpose if we were caught. Back when we flew to Vancouver or LA for reshoots and promo we could cover it up. Fifty has been the perfect excuse for a long time, but we have to be extra cautious when on our own.

I kiss Dakota's hair, inhaling the soft coconut scent of her shampoo. She's slept on my chest for most of the three-hour flight. I haven't minded, because she's going to need plenty of rest for what I have planned. Renewing our mile-high club membership would've been nice; however, we can save that for the journey home.

"Wake up, baby," I whisper.

She stirs against me, tightening her hold on my arm.

I chuckle. "We'll be landing soon."

She moves to snuggle my neck, leaving a sweet kiss to its side. "Already?"

"It's been almost three hours."

She sits back, rubbing the nap from her eyes. She grins at me when she stretches. "Thanks for being my pillow."

"I'm glad you got some rest. You'll need it."

She laughs. "What about you?"

"Extra adrenaline, baby. Don't need sleep."

She shakes her head. "Must be nice, energizer bunny."

I pinch the exposed skin of her belly and she drops her arms, giggling.

"Can't handle it?" I smirk.

"I do a pretty good job at handling you."

I snort. "Yes, you do. We still have about ten minutes if you want to handle me now."

She leans in to kiss me briefly. "Patience is a virtue."

"And one I don't possess."

She huffs, rolling her hair up into a bun as the plane descends. "Four years, babe. We're fucking experts at patience."

"Good point. But you know what?" I inch closer to her.

She raises an eyebrow.

"I would've waited a lifetime for you."

Her face glows. "Thank fuck fate worked quick enough for us to enjoy the wild sex while we still have the bodies and energy to do so."

I laugh loudly while the plane touches down, taxiing us to our destination. "You're romantic."

She latches onto my lips, and I can't help but suck her bottom one between mine. My favorite hobby.

"This is your romantic getaway," she breaks our kiss to say. "I get to choose the next."

I search her playful eyes. "Deal."

The plane slows to a stop near a black SUV that I ordered to meet us. I help Dakota collect our things as we thank the pilot and step out into the brisk Finnish air.

"Shit, it's freezing!" Dakota says, hot footing it to the car.

The driver takes our belonging and I jump in behind her, rubbing my hands together for warmth. I pull her into my arms. "Guess we'll be lighting the fire on our first night."

She relaxes in my embrace, draping her legs across mine as we drive. "I can't wait to see this place."

I look down at her and smile, pecking her mouth. "I hope you love it. It looked beautiful in the photos."

"It'll be perfect, because you'll be there."

I check to make sure the partition is closed before I respond. "Keep flirting and I'll take you on this seat."

She kisses my cheek. She loves the freckles that reside there. "Well, aren't you ready to rumble?"

I chuckle. "Always for you."

"Only for me," she corrects.

I nod. "I'm all yours, all the time."

We make out for the rest of the ride, starving for each other. I bask in the feel and taste of her delectable lips. I'm the lucky bastard that gets to kiss them every day for the rest of my life, of that I will guarantee.

The car eventually stops outside the resort. The individual cabins are in a perfect line beneath an open sky. It's already getting dark and there isn't a cloud to be seen. This is going to be a dream holiday. Dakota untangles herself from my limbs as we step out of the car. I pull my jacket from my backpack and hand it to her to put on. The driver carries our bags to the reception before bidding us farewell.

"I'll wait here," she says, stopping in the doorway. She lifts my hood over her head and lowers her gaze.

I nod, knowing she's afraid of us getting caught if we walk in together and are recognized.

I greet the man behind the counter and give him the reservation details. He's quiet as he goes through the necessary procedures. I'm grateful to be alone at the desk to lessen our chances of a fan sighting. You'd think all the way at this exclusive resort in Finland that we'd be safe, but I can't guarantee anything until we're in our room. My number one priority is to protect Dakota.

"Enjoy your stay, Mr. Dornan," he says, handing me the room keys. "I'll page our onsite driver to come escort you to your cabin. It's a decent walk otherwise."

I thank him and meet Dakota to grab our bags. She's quiet as we wait for the vehicle.

"You okay?"

She turns to look at me. "How are we going to eat this week?"

I laugh, but when she doesn't join I realize this is a genuine concern. "I have it figured out."

"We can't go anywhere without the risk of being caught."

I kiss her forehead. "Don't worry about that. I have it taken care of. I'll always take care of you, understood?"

Her face softens. "I just want to be yours loud and proud."

I return the smile. "You are mine, in every sense of the word. The rest of the world isn't in this, only us. If we get caught then that's why we pay our PR well. But I have the bases covered."

"You think of everything," she says when an amped up golf cart stops at the door.

"So that you don't have to." I slap her ass as she leads the way.

We hop into the heated vehicle and the man asks us which cabin we're in. He's listening to music, minding his business, so I interlock my arm with Dakota's to keep warm on the quick trip. We're both lost in admiring the other cabins as they pass, and the scenery. The pine trees stretch tall towards the sky, but leave enough breaks for the Northern Lights to dance between.

"Wow," Dakota says when we pull up to ours.

The front half is the glass opening for optimal viewing, and the rest looks like a posh log cabin. We grab our belongings and head inside. I unlock the door, allowing her to step in ahead of me. I hear her small gasp as the room comes into view.

It's adorned in red accents with a king size bed near a pre-lit fireplace. There's a large wooden table sat in the center, a couch in the corner, and two doors leading to both the bathroom and the private sauna. Yes, we're going to make great use of this space.

"Incredible," I mumble, noticing the glass igloo section with another bed.

Dakota tosses my jacket on a nearby chair and walks toward the massive windows, gazing out across the serene space. I take mental pictures of her standing here appreciating the resort I booked on a whim. I figured she'd appreciate this place, but the confirmation is nice.

"Yeah, so everyone is going to be able to watch us having sex."

I snort. "That's what the lower curtain is for, baby. And with the lights off, no problem."

"Maybe we just won't have any. After all, the sky will put on a show." She looks around in amazement and I bite my lip to stifle further laughter.

"You really think I'd bring you on a romantic getaway to practice abstinence?"

She turns her head with a sly grin. "I'm only teasing, handsome. You're hard to resist."

I walk up behind her, clasping my arms around her waist and she giggles when I press light kisses down her neck. "We have a lot of room to work with. Maybe we should start now so we cover all surfaces."

"By the fireplace?" she whispers.

I nod. "In the shower."

"On the couch."

"On the table." I kiss the soft spot behind her ear and she squirms.

"This big beautiful bed." She pulls apart my arms, walking over to rub her fingers on the plush duvet. She sits on its edge and crosses her legs, looking like an angel with the devil behind her eyes.

"Better starting point than any." I shrug, which causes her to laugh.

She jerks me toward her by the hem of my shirt. I stumble to the bed, standing above her seductive stare. Those frisky hands snake up under my shirt to caress my abs. I close my eyes as I give her free reign to put them anywhere she wants. It feels divine to be touched by her. My breath hitches when she leans in to kiss my stomach. Her fingers play with my happy trail and I want to moan my approval, but she speaks.

"You're amazing," she says.

"You mean my body?" I wink.

She wrinkles her forehead. "No, I mean you."

"Well, I pale in comparison to you, love."

"Don't do that, please." Her hands slide around to cup my ass.

I furrow my eyebrows. "I'm not following."

"Self deprecate. Let me compliment you."

"Baby, you can't change something deeply engrained in my Irish brain. You're the only woman I want compliments from, but it doesn't mean I need them."

She rolls her eyes and I have to wonder how quickly the mood has changed.

"I think that's exactly what you need. I don't think you've ever been told how important you are."

I tilt her chin to rub her bottom lip. She kisses my thumb. "I know you love me, and that's all that matters."

She nods. "I do, but you have no idea how much. My life is better in all the right ways since we met."

My heart leaps into my chest, grateful she's showering me with her love. As much as I brush things off, her words mean the most. Every person on the planet could turn their back on me as long as Dakota never did.

I move her hands so I can sit beside her on the mattress. I grip her face between mine. "You mean everything to me. It may have taken me a while to get the ball rolling, but you've always been my savior. Since day one, in that embarrassing audition, when you laughed at me and told me you hoped I was the one they chose. I hoped so too, because you were the one for me. You are the one. I can't imagine the life I'd have if what's-his-name hadn't dropped out."

She smiles. "Charlie. You know his name."

I smirk. "Does it matter?"

"It does, because he's indirectly the reason we're together. Although I think fate has a way of making shit happen."

I chuckle. "Poor timing on fate's part, but better late than never."

She looks away, her smile fading.

"Hey, come back." I brush a stray hair out of her face.

"Do you ever wonder where we'd be if we'd met one year earlier?"

I take a deep breath. It's a question that's lingered between us all these years, neither of us verbalizing it directly. But if she wants to go there then I'll go with her.

"I try not to think about it."

Her eyes meet mine again. "Why?"

I swallow my nerves. "Because it hurts me more than it should. We're here now, right?"

She nods. "I know, I'm sorry for bringing it up. We're supposed to be enjoying this perfect vacation you've planned and I've turned it all serious."

"Now who's self deprecating?" I smile and it causes her to do the same.

"Touché." She kisses me quickly.

"We could've been married," I mumble. "Living on a farm in Colorado with horses and children running around. We could've started a life together. That's why I try not to think about it, because we aren't even close to that yet."

She tries to read my expression. "Would've been."

I wrinkle my forehead.

"You said could've been, but we would've been. That would be our lives if fucking fate had worked quicker."

"Then we shouldn't think about it. We can't go back. We have to handle what we've been given, and be thankful we have each other at all."

Her eyes are glistening, and I really wasn't hoping to start this holiday with tears. "You fought so hard for us," she says.

I interrupt. "And I'd do it all over again in a heartbeat. I would walk across fire if it meant you were on the other side."

A small sob escapes and my throat tightens at the sound. "I love you, Jamie. More than anything else in this world. I can't say it enough."

I pull her into my chest, kissing her hair. "I know you do. I've never been more certain of anything."

She presses her lips against my bicep. "And I want those things with you. The farm, the horses, the kids. You've always been the one to complete my dreams. Everything I envisioned before wasn't as clear until I met you."

I pull back to find her lips, and I press mine firmly against hers. She meets my desire, massaging and sucking at my mouth, our tongues tangling in a hurried mess. I lay her down, never breaking our connection as I hover above her tiny frame. I snake my hand around to her leggings, pushing it beneath the waistband. She groans when I rub her clit through her panties.

"Make love to me," she pants.

I search her bright blue eyes before dropping my lips to her collarbone, and nipping her soft skin. "Gladly."

I reach for the switch beside the headboard to turn down the lights. She plays with my hair as my greedy tongue moves southward, capturing her nipple between the fabric of her shirt. I lick a wet spot around the peak before moving a hand underneath to cup the other. I feel her harden against my palm, so I lift the shirt out of the way to suck it properly. She writhes, her grip tightening on my strands. I love tasting every inch of her, and driving her to the point of no return. Nothing brings me greater pleasure than hearing my name leave her lips.

I sit her up long enough to discard her shirt on the floor and she reaches for mine. "Get naked," she breathes.

I lean back to lift and toss mine as well. "Anything else?"

She bites her lip. "All of it. But do it slowly."

I smirk. "A striptease?"

She shrugs. "If you fancy one. I sure would."

What my girl wants she gets. I stand at the end of the bed and she spreads her legs to watch me. I undo my belt and pull it from my jeans inch by inch. She giggles when I fold it in half and snap it.

"Dangerous," she says.

I laugh, reaching to unclasp the button on my pants and I notice her eyes following my hands. I pull the zipper down at a leisurely pace, resisting a moan when she licks her lips. The jeans fall to my ankles, so I kick them aside. She meets my gaze briefly as I rub my length through my boxers.

"May I?" she asks.

The moan spills from my throat at her request. "I could use some help."

She tries to hide her smile. "Quite a big problem you got there. Let me see what I can do."

I go to chuckle, but all humor is lost as she pulls my dick from its confines. My head falls back when she starts stroking me. Her small hands are strong, and she knows exactly what I like. I gasp when she kisses the tip before sucking me into her hot mouth. I feel the muscles in my legs tremble while she licks and slides her plump lips up and down my length.

I relish in the attention, hoping not to blow, or the recovery time will ruin the mood. She cups my balls in her hand and that's it. I step back, shaking my head.

"More than enough," I say by way of explanation.

I shove her shoulders, sliding off my boxers, and she falls to the mattress with a snort. She's so sexy when she's this happy. I take pride in being responsible for the reason why.

As I pull the tight leggings from her long legs, I catch a glimpse of the sky above us. The various greens and blues sway in ribbons around the stars. "Look up," I tell her.

"I'm enjoying the view in front of me." She smirks.

I nudge her knees apart. "Why don't you enjoy that view while I enjoy this one."

She does as instructed, gazing at the Northern Lights, and for a moment I get lost watching her watch the wonderment of Mother Nature.

"It's beautiful, Jamie."

I kiss the mound between her legs. "Yes, you are."

She cries out when I suck her clit between my lips. She arches, her nails digging into my shoulders as I lick her folds, getting my fill. She is Heaven served to me on a platter.

"Mmm, yes," she moans.

I add my fingers, dipping in and out of her. I trail her wetness down, brushing her ass and she tightens her legs. I can't help but chuckle.

"We need to work on this," I say.

"Off limits." She's massaging her breasts, and I forget for a moment what we were talking about.

"I want to feel you everywhere," I argue, thumbing her clit.

She relaxes again. "You're too big."

I blush. "Thanks for the ego boost, baby."

She's panting at the pleasure, despite trying to talk me out of anal. "Jamie, seriously. You'll rip me."

I cease my actions, kissing her thigh before sliding up her body to meet her eyes. "I would never hurt you. You know that. But I'll let it go since you're opposed."

Her gaze is nervous, and I hate that she feels this way about a sexual act. I want to experience any type of euphoria with her, but for some reason this startles her.

"Have I hurt you before?" I rub my nose over hers.

"No, not once." She lights up. "Well, our first time was an—adjustment."

My stomach flutters, remembering it like it was yesterday. "You felt like home."

"I felt you for about two days."

We share a laugh.

"But you adjusted, yes?"

She nods.

"So then we take it slow," I say.

She narrows her eyes. "Fine, we'll get there over time."

"Really?"

"Yes, if this is something you want to try then we'll try it together. Unless of course you've—"

I silence her with a kiss. "You're my first."

She blushes. "We can pop that cherry together."

I laugh. Dakota is the only woman who can make me laugh, cry, and scream during sex. She blows my mind.

"All this cherry popping has me close to the brink."

She shrugs. "You brought it up."

I raise an eyebrow, but before I can answer she rolls me over. Her surprising strength also amazes me.

"It's your turn to enjoy the view," she says.

I groan as she straddles my lap, stroking me before lowering herself onto my length. "Ah, fuck, baby."

She rolls her head back and brings her hand up to tug her own nipple. I'm going to combust. I can't even form words as she rides me slowly. I watch my dick disappear into her velvety folds, tightening around me each time she lowers.

"Mmm, Jamie," she pants, bouncing up and down.

I grip the bed as the Northern Lights dance behind her, both moving in their own rhythm. This is what Heaven on Earth looks like—her perfect body above mine with the aurora on the other side of the glass. She's a work of art and a dream come true.

I sit up to hold her against me. My hands grip her waist to help even out her thrusts. I want to feel this long after it ends, savoring every last second of our connected bodies.

Her hands tangle in my hair, moans escaping her swollen lips. "Make me come," she begs.

I stretch her back, tugging her nipple with my teeth and she cries out. I can feel that familiar pull in the pit of my stomach and her tightening around me signals she's not far behind.

She searches for my lips and I offer them as she nips and sucks at my skin. I slap her ass, gripping it in my palm and her pace falters.

"That's it," I coax. "Take me, baby."

She gasps when I reach between us to pinch her clit. That's the final note to be played as she comes with a force so hard the bed shakes. Her throbbing milks my orgasm from the depths of me and I growl out my satisfaction, biting her shoulder in ecstasy.

I hold her to my chest as we both tremble, she breathes my name over and over and it's music to my ears. She kisses my hair a dozen times, her body finally relaxing as I fall from between her legs. I feel our orgasms on my thigh, but don't mind the mess, because that's the best sexual experience I've had in my life.

"Baby," I pant.

"More." Her lips find the corner of my mouth.

"The sight—" I take a leveling breath so I can speak. "Of you and the sky. Christ."

She grins. "Again."

I huff. "Lord, you'll unman me with all this 'more' and 'again' business."

"We have a lot of ground to cover." She shrugs and I kiss the bite mark on her shoulder.

"Sorry about that," I say. It's definitely going to leave a bruise.

"I kinda like it." She licks her bottom lip. "You got a little rough."

"I got lost in the moment." I peck her mouth.

Her eyes bounce between mine, and my mind begins to race at where her thoughts have wandered.

"Promise me something?"

I laugh. "You could literally ask for anything right now, and I'd give it to you."

"Be serious for a minute."

I cup her hands that are on either side of my face and nod.

"We won't get boring when I move in, right?"

My heart stops at the words. "What do y-you mean?" I'm a stuttering fool.

She smirks. "When I move in we'll still go on romantic getaways and have hot sex and all the fun things we enjoy now? I don't want to lose what we have by falling into a routine."

"When you move in," I repeat in a whisper. I can't form words as I gaze up into her flawless face.

"Look, I—"

I cut her off. "We'll never be boring, baby. I promise. Now, or when we're married, or when we have kids. Never."

She shakes her head. "You just pressed fast forward on that convo."

I roll my eyes. "No need to pretend like it won't happen. I can't wait to see this sexy little tummy with a baby bump."

She giggles when I lower my hand to her abdomen. She pushes it away. "Stop."

"You're going to be gorgeous when you're pregnant. I could cry at the thought."

She continues to giggle. "Then don't think about it yet."

"Okay. Yet. But I do think we just reached an agreement, correct?"

She stares at me for a beat before nodding. "I'll move in with you."

I can't help my delighted laughter as I fall back on the mattress with her in my arms. She kisses me hard, and I feel it echo throughout every part of my body, heart, and soul.

"I love you," I say across her lips.

"I love you more. Now please fuck me. Hard."

I snort at her blunt request. "Next location?"

She rolls off and grabs my wrist. "Bent over in the shower where I'll let you bite whatever you want."

"Shit," I moan. "The possibilities are endless."

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