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“I’m just thinking how lucky I am. I feel like I almost missed my chance with you. I almost walked away from this, thinking I’d never get a happy ending. But I stuck around because I knew that if there was the slightest chance of us being together, then it’d be worth it. And now look at us. I don’t know about you, but I’ve never been so happy.”
“Neither have I,” Leo growls, leaning in to peck my lips gently. “I’m so glad that this whole mess brought us together. I spent so long thinking I couldn’t have you, that you wouldn’t want a man like me, that I shouldn’t pursue you because of my age...and now we’re here, and it’s better than I ever imagined. I’ve been patient and it’s paid off.” He tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. “But I’m done being patient,” he growls. “You’re mine now. And I can have you whenever I want…”
“Yes. Yes, you can,” I murmur. And then suddenly, we’re kissing again. I know exactly how this kiss is going to end. I can sense it starting all over again. And I’m so ready to feel him inside me again, to indulge in these feelings, to finally enjoy myself. It’s time to think about myself, to do what’s best for me, and for him. We’re a team now, an unbreakable unit.
And nothing is going to stand in our way.
Chapter Thirteen
Leo
The past few days have been pure bliss. I’ve spent the entire time indulging in my newfound love. I spend practically all day in bed with Amelia, making love and talking, just enjoying every second we have together. I’ve explored every inch of her body a hundred times over, savoring her taste, learning every curve of her body, discovering new things to love about her. Everything has been so goddamn perfect.
Except for one thing. I’m fully aware that I’m on a timer here. Not that I don’t want to dive in at the deep end with Amelia. I’d marry her right now, in a heartbeat. I want to make sure that she’s ready, I never want to rush her, but I don’t have time for that.
Damn my father for putting so much pressure on this. I need to be married by the end of the month, and that doesn’t seem very far away now. How am I supposed to give Amelia the perfect wedding, what she deserves, when I can feel the time slipping through my fingers?
The thing about my woman is that I know she won’t care about a crazy wedding and a big fuss. Like me, she just wants to be together forever, and I’ve already promised her that. A wedding won’t change things between us. But for the sake of this inheritance clause, I need to marry, ask her to commit to me by putting a ring on her finger.
And of course, I want that. But even if she doesn’t mind having something small and quick for our wedding, I want to give her the world. I can’t help myself. I want to give her the things she’s missed out on for so long. I know full well that she’s not had the same kind of life that I’ve had. It’s been rough for her, and she’s never had expensive, beautiful things like me. That’s why I want to throw her the perfect wedding. I want to buy her a beautiful white dress so that she feels like a princess when she walks down the aisle. I want her to have the best stylist and makeup artist in the state to make her feel special. I want her to have a church filled with guests who are there to see her smile on her wedding day. I want the best flowers, food, music, and wine. I want the entire wedding to be all about her.
But I don’t know if I can pull it off in time. I know I’ve been wasting precious seconds these past few days, lying in bed with Amelia, but of course, that’s worth it. Now, I just have to make up for it.
“Have you got something to ask me?”
I blink and look over at Amelia. She has a coy smile on her pretty face, making my cock stir in my pajama pants. We’re in bed yet again, and I guess I must have gone off into my own thoughts, thinking about my conundrum.
“Something to ask you?” I say, tucking her hair behind her ear and allowing my fingers to linger on her cheek. She averts her eyes, suddenly shy.
“I think you know what question I’m referring to.”
I sigh. I guess she’s getting impatient. She knows what’s at stake too. She’s waiting for a proposal. I know she doesn’t care about the inheritance money, but she doesn’t want me to lose everything I’ve spent so long building up. We both know that if I don’t propose soon, I’m going to lose it all.
