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Yuh-huh.
“Can I just say—I love the changes you’ve gone through.” He inched back and cupped my face in his hands. “I know you’ll always be my slave, but these past few weeks, I’ve found myself falling head over heels in love with this new, softer side of you. You’re much more relaxed—and you make KC so happy when you call him Daddy.”
I grinned bashfully and had half a mind to bury my face against his chest, and I didn’t know why. He was right; I had changed too.
“I like feeling a tad more like a Little,” I admitted.
“It suits you.” He dipped down and kissed me unhurriedly, and I slipped my hands up his chest and around his neck. “But promise me you’ll tell me if you need our structures to change?—”
“None of that.” I pressed myself closer, needing, needing, needing. “Even in my Little space, I’m your slave, Master. I always want to serve you first.”
He exhaled a curse and deepened the kiss.
He swept me away with seductive tongue-teasing, the taste of his dessert and brandy, his strong arms tightening around me. I shivered and wished we could be in bed, naked, far from everyone else, so he could take me over and over.
After a moment, he hummed and slowed down the kiss long before I was ready.
“Do you remember when you promised me your servitude for the rest of your life?” His voice was low and smooth, and I swallowed against the dryness in my throat. “You gave me your body, mind, and heart the day I gave you my collar.”
I nodded. Of course I remembered. It’d been an unforgettable day.
He closed the distance again. “I need to ask for one more thing,” he whispered against my lips.
Another violent shiver ran through me, this one with a warning bell. Not a bad one, just one that told me hey, heads up, something is happening. Nerves tightened my stomach, and I wondered…I hoped…
“Um…what, Master?” I mumbled.
Was he going to?—
“Your hand in marriage.”
He freaking went there! A quick burst of shock tore through me, and my eyes welled up. Holy fuck, holy fuck. He was proposing.
He gathered my hands along his chest. “Make me the luckiest Owner on earth and marry me, little pet.”
Oh my God and fuck me.
I nodded jerkily, emotions exploding within me, and I threw my arms around his neck again. I couldn’t fucking believe it! I mean, I could—we’d talked about it before, and I had hinted—gah, whatever! So much had transpired since then, and now it was happening. He’d proposed to me!
“Is that a yes, darling?”
Right, I should answer.
“Yeah,” I croaked. “I want that so much. Yes.”
He hugged me so hard that I almost lost my breath, and I couldn’t care less. But then he went rigid and whispered a curse, causing confusion to take over. What was wrong?!
“I’m such an idiot,” he muttered and released me. “I forgot to go down on one knee. I had it planned and everything.”
Oh.
I choked on a laugh, too overwhelmed to come up with anything to say or, hell, a coherent thought.
Before I knew it, he was down on one knee before me, and he retrieved a ring box from his pocket. And the look in his eyes screamed of devotion—and then a little amusement too.
“Take two,” he said, and I chuckled. “Will you marry me, Cam?”
“Yes.” I smiled so widely that my cheeks hurt.
