“Nope.”
I roll my eyes.
“We’re engaged now.That means you’re mine.”
“That’s not how that works.”
“It is in my head.”
I laugh so hard my stomach hurts.
God, I love this man.
The realization settles over me, simple, certain, forever.
Devon wraps an arm around my waist and kisses my temple, and I lean into him automatically.
For the first time in my life, I feel confident.I feel beautiful and desirable and loved.I have my dream man.For the first time in my life, I know exactly where I belong.
I can see our future together so clearly in my head, and I know I’m going to get it.
I can hardly wait.
10
Devon
Five Years Later…
“Daddy!”
I look up from where I’m repairing the porch railing and grin as a tiny tornado with dark curls comes barreling toward me.Ella launches herself at me without hesitation.I catch her easily and toss her into the air.
She squeals with delight.“Again!”
I laugh.“Again?I thought you were supposed to be helping Mommy plant flowers.”
“I was helping,” she says seriously.
I raise an eyebrow.“Oh yeah?”
She nods.“I dug holes.”
“You dug one hole.”
“It was a really good hole,” she states.
I laugh and set her on her feet.Our daughter immediately grabs my hand and starts dragging me toward the house.
“Come see!”
“What am I seeing?”
“The treasure!”
That sounds dangerous, and I wonder what she could have found.
I let her pull me inside anyway, my gaze instantly landing on Suri.It’s always like that, always me searching her out, my body knowing when she’s close by.Even after five years, I still get the same rush whenever I see my wife.
