He leaned down and kissed the tip of her nose. “I don’t care where I live as long as I’m with you. Besides, I’m partial to this house. With all the work I’ve done on it, it feels like home.”

He kissed her again. Softly brushing his mouth over hers. Amanda slid her hands over his chest, loving the feel of his heart beating steadily beneath her palm. “I love you, Jonah.” She’d never said those words to anyone but Jonah. With him, there was no hesitation, no fear. Loving Jonah was right no matter what happened in the future.

Amanda was no longer afraid to love.

Jonah scooped her into his arms and headed for the stairs. Sliding her arms around his neck, Amanda rested her head against his shoulder. He carried her into the bedroom and laid her down on the bed. “I love you too, Amanda.” Coming down beside her, he drew her into his arms.

The phone rang, but they both ignored it. “Later,” he told her. “We’ll find out who it is later.”

Then his lips met hers and she forgot about everything except the man holding her in his arms.