Font Size:  

“Yeah.” He drops his forehead over mine, pressing his body even more into me. “Cami thinks it’s love. Frankly, I don’t know. As I said before, I’ve never felt this way. I’ve never felt like I’m going to die if I don’t get to see your face or my heart’s going to beat out of my chest when I do get to see it. I’ve never felt like I’m going to pass out if I don’t get to breathe your honey scent or when I do breathe it in, my lungs are going to burst. Nothing feels good. Nothing gives me relief. Nothing takes this hurt away. Except you. Except the night I got to be with you. So if this is love, well then I fucking love you. I’ve loved you since the first day I saw you and no, it didn’t take me forty-seven minutes. I fucking lost my head over you thesecondI saw you at the door. And I lost it like I’ve never lost it before. I love you like I’ve never loved anyone before. I crave you like I’ve never craved anyone before. I’ve done things for you that I’ve never done for anyone. And I will keep doing those things for you. Things that you think are unprofessional and insane and crazy and fucking unhinged. From lying to cheating to threatening to fucking asking you to marry me just because I don’t want you to get away. I never want you to get away from me. Ever. And I’ll do anything to make that happen.Anything.”

“Thatiscrazy,” I tell him, my knuckles digging into his hard torso.

He swallows thickly. “It’s the fucking truth.”

“We haven’t been on a proper date yet,” I remind him.

“I’ll take you out on a proper date,” he promises, immediately, almost before I finish my sentence as if he thinks I’ll change my mind about that. “I’ll take you out on whatever dates you want, wherever you want to go, whatever you want to do. I’ll do it all.”

“And I think it’s a…” I frown, looking up at him, searching his eyes. “Tenth date kind of thing.”

Finally, he understands where I’m going with this and his features relax. His whole body relaxes and his lips quirk up in a lopsided smirk. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.” I smile too. “And I think you have to be on your knees and there’s a ring involved and… What are you doing?”

“Getting on my knees.”

“Why?”

“Because you just said so.”

I did just say so.

But I didn’t… I didn’t think he’d do it. I also didn’t think he’d look so gorgeous doing it. So handsome with his face tipped slightly up, his eyes glittering, his shoulders looking even broader from down there. And I have to point out, even through these crazy turn of events like him dropping down on his knees just because I said so, that his head reaches up to my hastily breathing chest, he’s so tall.

So powerful.

So fucking mine.

“I don’t have a ring though,” he says. “But I do have something else to make up for it until I get you one.”

My fingers clutch his hair. “What?”

He licks his lips, making them all shiny. “My mouth.”

“Your –”

“That I’m going to eat your pussy with. And I promise I’ll make her pop and sparkle just like a fucking diamond.”

And then he does it.

He makes my pussy pop like a diamond. It takes him about two minutes or so, which should be embarrassing for me but I don’t care. I also don’t care that he’s doing it in my childhood bedroom with a door that doesn’t lock and with my siblings just downstairs.

I don’t.

I don’t care about anything but him and his mouth and his hands and the fact that he loves me. And that he’s loved me forty-seven minutes longer than I have loved him and both of us have done crazy things for each other.

It wasn’t us though.

It was the love that made us do it.

EPILOGUE

I’m not pregnant.

But we do get married.

Not before the season starts though. I didn’t want it that way. Not because I wanted something elaborate but because I wanted to ease Sophie into the big transition. Although Riot said she didn’t need it. And she didn’t. She lit up the moment we told her that I’d be living with them and that I loved her daddy and that her daddy loved me back. She said that she always wanted it. She always wanted her Dodo to love her daddy because her daddy needed all the love in the world and her Dodo is the best. Her words, not mine. Although her daddy agreed.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
Articles you may like