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Surely this means he feels the same way. Surely this means I’m not misreading this situation.
Surely this means I can finally stop doubting myself.
I walk through the archway into what seems like a grove in the middle of the forest. Solomon has had trees moved here, tall trees that rise up and make the sunlight hazy and beautiful. Leaves litter the floor, verdant greens that get my artistic juices flowing.
Solomon stands in the middle of the grove, wearing a steel-colored suit, his eyes filled with the same iron certainty.
“Hello, sleepyhead,” he smiles.
He smiles.
He doesn’t smirk, but he really, actually smiles, a big ear-to-ear grin that sends more and more waves of belonging crashing into my soul each moment.
“How long have you been standing here?” I murmur, walking on dreamlike legs toward him.
“Awhile,” he says, his eyes glinting playfully. “It’s given me time to think about how much I love you.”
I gasp as I reach him, standing beneath him and staring up into the firm cut of his strong jaw. I try to speak – to return his words – but all that comes out is another gasp.
“I love you, my little dreamer,” he snarls, stepping forward and cradling my face in his giant’s hand. “I loved you the moment you stepped into my office. I’ve loved you every second since then. I’ve burned with love for you. I should’ve told you sooner, but I wanted to get this arranged first. I wanted to make it special.”
“It is,” I gush, my words croaking with tears and euphoria. “It’s the most wonderful thing that anyone has ever done for me.”
He leans down and brings his lips close to mine, our bodies teasing each other.
“I. Love. You.”
He kisses me softly, our tongues colliding, my mouth filling with all the promise and heat of our future.
“I love you too,” I sigh breathily when he pulls away from me. “Oh, Solomon, I love you so much. I didn’t know if you felt the same. I didn’t want to be the one to say it first.”
“Of course, I feel the same,” he smiles. “You’re the love of my life. You’re everything to me.”
I almost scream when he steps back and slowly lowers himself to one knee, moving fluidly, the same way he did at the café when he demonstrated that he’ll always protect our family, that he’ll always protect me.
He reaches into his inside pocket, taking out a ring box, keeping his eyes fixated on me the whole while.
Even when he becomes all blurry with my tears – even when the world seems to start spinning – his eyes sear into me, pinning me in place, looking at me as nobody ever has before.
“Sophia, I love you,” he growls, a beast claiming his mate. “You, me, our future, it’s all I can think about. I always thought I’d grow old and die alone. I’d come to terms with that. I didn’t count it as any great loss, because I’d never found a woman I truly wanted to be with. But with you, my little dreamer, it’s so much more than that. I don’t want to be with you. I need to be with you.”
He opens the ring box, showing an elegant sizable diamond, glinting in the shimmering leaf filtered sunlight.
“I need to stand by you as you bring our children into this world, as you develop into a wonderful, caring mother. I need to be there for you as your art career takes off and you shock the world with your undeniable talent. I need to be the shield that protects you from the assholes of this world, never letting jerks get away with disrespecting you. I need you, Sophia, all the things, all the little pieces that make you who you are.”
My hand covers my mouth, my face hot and flushed, every part of me feeling as though the sun is trying to break through my skin. Happiness flies around my body and my womb lets out a carnal scream of pure joy, the scream coiling through me, capturing every part of me.
I’ve dreamed about this moment a thousand times.
I always imagined what it would be like to have Solomon Sky propose to me, but I never thought it could happen anywhere but my imagination.
Now it’s real, and it’s so much sweeter than I ever could’ve imagined.
“Sophia Clarkson,” Solomon says. “Will you marry me?”
I leap down at him, my arms outstretched, hardly even in control of what I’m doing anymore.
He laughs and catches me, softening my fall by leaning back and cradling me in his arms. I end up on top of him, both of us intertwined, our bodies crushed close as though any moment we could melt into each other.
I kiss him harder than I ever have before, moaning through the release, savoring the taste of him, the roughness of his lips.
