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Sophia elbows me. “I think small sounds perfect.”
I put an arm around her. I believe her, but there’s something else that’s bothering her. “Then what’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” she says, almost too insistently. Then she sighs. “Did you mean what you said last night?”
“That I want you to be my wife?” I ask, furrowing my brows at her question.
She gives me a look, which is fair. I know perfectly well what she’s talking about.
“Yes, I meant it,” I assure her. “I’m not sure how it could happen so fast, but I care deeply about you. Just the thought of losing you. It’s not something I ever want to think about again.”
Her eyes narrow slightly like she’s seeing through my bluster. Which is also fair.
I hold up my hands. “I think that’s what people say when they care deeply about someone.”
Sophia smiles. “And you’re sure.”
I nod. “Without a doubt.”
I take it from all her questions that she doesn’t feel the same, but then she takes my hand in hers and holds it tight.
“Well, I love you too. Though it hardly seems possible.” She smiles and kisses my knuckles.
My shoulders relax, and I exhale in relief. “Trust me, I know. I’m the biggest skeptic around.”
She smiles.
“What a pair we are. Why even try this international dating thing if we didn’t think it was possible to fall in love quickly?”
I laugh. “Irony? Stupidity? Blind luck?”
“Fate,” Sophia says. “Or divine intervention.”
“I’ve never been one to believe in that. But I’m not sure what else it could possibly be.”
Sophia climbs onto my lap with her knees on either side of me, and I suck in a breath, running my hands down her body. She turns me on to no end, even now, when I should be completely exhausted. She runs her lips over my earlobe, and I put my hands on her ass, pulling her against me.
Her voice is low in my ear and sends shivers down my spine. “Do you need to be getting to work?” she asks.
God, with her living here, I’m not sure how I’m ever going to get any work done again. “No, I think I’m taking today off.” I smile against her lips.
“Mmmm,” she says, eliciting more shivers. “Oh, really? Did you have any special plans?”
Burning through that box of condoms, for one. I clearly should’ve gotten a bigger pack. I run my hands up her back, pressing my fingers into her soft skin.
“I think I’m going to make love to my fiancée,” I say. “And then maybe make her breakfast.”
Sophia squeals softly. “It’s already past noon. And at this rate, I’m not even sure we’ll make it downstairs for lunch.”
“Dinner, then,” I say, gasping as her fingers work their way down my chest and over my stomach. “With candles and soft music and a bottle of wine.”
“Hmm,” she says, grinding against me. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were trying to seduce me.”
“I would,” I say, “but you beat me to it.” I lie back on the bed, pulling Sophia down with me, and for the next few hours, we’re lost to the pleasure of being with each other. I wonder how I could ever want for anything more.
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Sophia
