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I took one last bite of bisque, popped a breath mint, and then I was ready to become Mrs. Spencer Monroe and never look back.

Two months later…

SPENCER

Everyone told me I would never get over the beauty of watching my bride walk down the aisle because with each step she took toward me, she was closer to spending the rest of her life with me.

I believed them. However, everyone, including myself, was wrong. Nat seemed to become more beautiful with each day that passed after she accepted my marriage proposal.

The day was beautiful, and the honeymoon was simply perfect, ideal for us to enjoy the first days of being husband and wife. I constantly drifted back to how sublime everything was and how angelic Nat looked with her beaming and proud smile as she walked toward me.

I didn’t think any day would surpass that one, but here we were. She was a week past her due date, and my heart was just as full, happy, and grateful as it was on our wedding day.

Today might be the day that tops them all. I was excited to find out.

“Alex?” I said when my friend answered the phone. “Give me good news, man.”

“You guys will take ownership today. Now, I’m not sure how you want to work this since Brooks and Stone own the home, and—”

“Nat will sign all the documents and take ownership of it. It’s her home, and I want her to experience this. Trying to convince her that someone else bought it from underneath her has been hard enough. She’s been drooling over that house forever, especially because her best friend designed it.”

“I get that,” Alex laughed. “Maybe now she’ll forgive me for telling her I couldn’t refuse the other offer. I think she’s secretly hated me ever since.”

I chuckled, “Yeah, sorry about that. I promise she will love you again when she finds out. You and Bree were very convincing.”

“I think you had a little too much fun with this shit, but I’m excited for you both. I suppose you’ll be relocating to the lap of luxury in La Jolla, then?”

“Turns out, Jim is all about the luxury real estate headquarters being further south. So, now I get the privilege of being flown up the coast from San Diego every other week in the corporate helicopter. I’m one spoiled mother fucker.”

“You said that, not me. Hey, congratulations.”

“Thanks, man,” I answered. “Dinner tonight, right? We’re celebrating at Nobushi’s at seven.”

“We’ll meet you guys there.”

I hung up with Alex and walked to Jim’s office. “Hey,” I said, letting myself in, “I’m taking off.”

“Great work on that Kulganthu project. It’s going to be a great acquisition.”

“At least something will pay for the chopper gas for me to show Nat her new home,” I laughed.

“Our asses are far too spoiled sometimes,” he said, standing up and grabbing his briefcase. “See you tonight at seven, right?”

“Right. See you all then.”

It was two in the afternoon when the chopper landed on the helipad of the home Nat had been devastated to lose to a fictitious investor. I’d been waiting for her to notice where we were going for the last twenty minutes, but her head was so buried in her phone that she wouldn’t have noticed if we were flying over a volcano.

The place sat imposingly on the bluffs overlooking the beaches of La Jolla. It was magnificent, and the views were beyond astounding. The climate here was perfect throughout all four seasons, which was one of the many reasons why anyone who could afford to live here did.

“Where the fuck?” Nat said when the helicopter pilot walked to the side door and opened it for us. “This is my home.” She looked at me in confusion. “Why are we here? Are you trying to make me hate you as much as I hate having to wait another week in discomfort to meet this baby girl?”

I smirked. “No, gorgeous,” I said. “I’m trying to ease the discomfort by bringing you to your home.”

“Did that bastard investor back out?”

I sighed. “No,” I answered with a grin. “How could I back out when this is my wife’s dream home?”

“Baby! Oh, my God. You are so getting laid for this. I will fuck you every way I know how, Spencer Monroe,” she said, taking the pilot’s hand and forcing him to look at the ground and bite away his smile before looking at me.

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