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"Marry me," he rasped as she buried him deep inside her.

She rode him, slowly, tantalizingly, then leaned close over him. "I already said yes."

"I thought that was the orgasm talking." It was probably the last coherent thing he could get his mouth to say.

"That was an I-love-you-want-you-need-to-spend-the-rest-of-my-life-with-you yes."

He planted his hands on her hips and moved her, needing so much more than the sensuous slip-slide of their bodies. "God, thank you, yes."

He filled her until she gasped out his name. She filled him just as deeply, claiming his heart. "Take me, Charlie," he begged. "Take everything."

They came together, split apart, moving as one, over and over, stealing his sanity, giving him his soul. Her hands on his chest, her eyes so green, glittering like jewels, her lips plump from his kisses.

"I love you," she whispered.

"I'll always love you." There was no other way. "I'd have loved you forever even if you never came back."

"I'll always come back, Sebastian." She made the vow even as her body contracted with pleasure around his. "Always."

He lost it all then, gave her everything, joined her in ecstasy, riding the perfect wave of release with her.

A while later, they lay sweaty and replete in each other's arms. He kissed her forehead softly. "You're my gorgeous Zanti Misfit." She laughed, the throaty sound that never failed to make him tremble with desire. He tipped up her chin with a finger. "I'm serious. You're my unexpected."

"Don't make me cry," she said, her voice already full of tears. Then she gasped and sat up, her eyes sparkling with that vision he so loved to see. "Oh my God, that's it."

"What?" He loved her gasps. They were either pleasure or inspiration.

"The gate!"

"The crusty old thing you found at the construction sale?"

"Yes." She bit her lip, her eyes sparkling. "I know what to do. We need to put it on the slope below the terrace with all the Zanti Misfits behind it. Whenever we need something unexpected, we'll let one out."

"Brilliant. That's what the Zantis are--all the unexpected things to come."

"I love you." Her smile lit the room like a moonbeam.

"And I love you." He disentangled their limbs. "So here's the first test of our new plan."

She sat up as he climbed off the bed, reaching over to turn on the lamp. They'd never slipped beneath the covers, and the light falling across her set her radiant skin glowing.

"What kind of test?" She narrowed her eyes playfully.

"You'll see." He retrieved the box from the closet and laid it on the bed. He'd had it wrapped in blue, with a dark blue ribbon around it. "A present."

Charlie tore into the paper with gusto, the way she did everything, from making love to welding her stallions to loving him. Then she pulled off the lid of the box.

After a long moment, she reached out to stroke the silk velvet. "The pearl dress."

"I bought it the same day you tried it on. I wanted you to wear it when we unveiled the stallions."

"Sebastian."

He put his finger over her lips the way she always did with him. "You know exactly how much it cost. I have money, and I'll always want to buy you pretty things without looking at the price tag. I'll want to spoil you. You just have to decide whether you want to take it."

She pulled the dress from its box, holding it up, touching the strands of real pearls. "It's so beautiful."

"You're what makes it beautiful."

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