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That was not a good sign.

“Rylee, what’s wrong?” I asked gently.

“Oh, Spencer, I just…” she trailed off and shook her head. “I’m afraid that we might be rushing into things! We still have to figure out how we’re going to fit in with the neighbors in Halston! Not only will they gossip about our age difference, but my mom is still involved as well… Don’t forget, when we left town, you were my mom’s boyfriend. What are people going to say when we go back and you’re my fiancé?”

“Honey, you’re forgetting that I have more money than I could spend in a lifetime… maybe even two!” I interjected, gripping her upper arms tight. “Money can make people forget all sorts of things if we want them to. We’ll find a way to make people accept us.”

Rylee grimaced. “I’m not sure that’s what I want,” she replied.

“Then if we can’t be happy in Halston, we’ll move,” I told her with a smile. “I’ll do anything if it means I get to be with you. If Halston can’t accept us then we can move somewhere else where people won’t talk about us. Maybe even someplace as beautiful as Hawaii.”

Rylee’s face lit up. “You mean it?”

“Of course, I do,” I reassured her. “I’ll do anything for you, Rylee. You’re my everything.”

Rylee smiled. “Okay. I’m going to trust you because I don’t think I can live without you. Now, give me that ring.”

Speechless, I slid the ring on her finger and as soon as I was done, Rylee wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me down for a sensual kiss. By the time I pulled away, I knew I couldn’t let her go for much longer. I swept her up into my arms and carried her back inside toward the bedroom.

The classical music was playing in every room and as instructed, the hotel staff had laid out pink rose petals along the bedspread and there was an ice bucket on the nightstand with a large bottle of champagne. I put Rylee on her feet and kissed her feverishly again before heading toward the champagne and picking up a glass.

“Would you like a toast, Mrs. Reid?” I asked.

“Oh my God!” Rylee exclaimed, clapping her hands together excitedly. “I’m going to be Mrs. Reid! This is unbelievable!”

I smiled at her. I was enjoying the sight of her happy and bubbly for the first time in a long time. Since she didn’t answer the question, I poured her some champagne anyway and handed it to her before pouring my own one out. “To the future Mr. and Mrs. Reid!” I said as I wrapped my arm around Rylee and tapped my glass against hers.

We both took a long drink from the flutes in our hands before I set them aside again and smiled down at her. “I can’t believe you’re finally mine,” I told her, reaching for her hand and kissing her finger where her ring sat. “My fiancée.”

Rylee’s face turned scarlet. “W-why don’t you prove it?” she suggested shakily.

Never had I been more in favor of a suggestion in my life. I rushed toward her and lifted her up until her legs wrapped around my waist. I put my hands on her ass, grabbing the cheeks and holding her tight against me. “You’re so beautiful,” I whispered before leaning in and kissing her neck.

Rylee’s thighs trembled and she moaned. I made my way up to her ear where I sucked and nipped at the lobe there. She squealed in delight and her legs tightened around me. Her hands were wandering up my back and into my hair, encouraging me to kiss her harder. I couldn’t help but oblige her every desire.

“I want you, Spencer,” she told me as she began to roll her hips against me.

“Oh God, Rylee, I’ve never wanted anyone more,” I confessed.

Our movements were becoming frantic and desperate, so I laid her down on the bed on her back. Her blonde hair became tangled with pink rose petals and the sight was so romantic and beautiful that I wanted to take a picture so I could remember it forever. Instead, however, I was desperate to get my hands back on her.

I laid down on top of her and untucked her blouse from her skirt before unbuttoning it and revealing her silk lingerie underneath. The material was soft and the lilac color complimented her so well. I leaned down and pressed a kiss between the valley of her breasts before caressing them in my hands. I could feel her nipples grow hard under the fabric and it made my dick throb with desire.

“I’ll never get tired of making love to you,” I told her before sitting back and looking down on her. “But right now, I’m a little thirsty.”

“Spencer? What do you mean?” Rylee questioned, looking a little panicked.

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