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I was living a real-life fairytale.
The last four months had been hard. I was drowning in work, Tristan was too. Sometimes he was home late, and then me. But we always ended up in bed together at the end of the night. I moved in with him almost immediately after that flower convention.
We snuck our time in.
Sometimes at breakfast like I imagined, before bed. Over lunch breaks. But for the past few weeks it had finally slowed down and I could have more time, and his staff was getting bigger so he didn’t have to be at the forefront of everything.
He insisted in taking me away for a weekend, to celebrate our success. I had no events coming up, and Ivy was taking care of everything else. So, I packed a weekend bag with plenty of lingerie and waited for him as asked.
He got home around noon on that Friday, and changed quickly before we left.
“Where are we going?” I asked him. The rev of his Tesla was quiet, I sunk into the leather seat. His hand trailed the bare skin of my leg in my dress. I couldn’t wait to get him into a bed. Or anywhere. We hadn’t had sex in almost two weeks, it was odd for us.
“To my cabin on the lake. You’ll like it.” He smirked and turned back to the road.
The drive was quick, and we pretty much ran inside. We were undressed in seconds, and on the couch naked in four more. When he slipped inside of me it felt like home.
“I missed you.”
I wondered if he was talking to my boobs or me. Maybe both. He wasted no time, thrusting into me with the fury of all the time we had missed together. I cried out, we were in the middle of nowhere, so it wasn’t like anyone could hear us.
“Tristan, yes!” I came, hard and loud as I clenched around him.
He collapsed against me as he came soon after. We caught our breaths until we ended up falling asleep.
I woke up alone though, and confused. I yawned, and tugged on his shirt left behind on the couch. I rubbed my eyes and felt something cold on my skin. I looked at my hands, and was utterly confused. Because there was a huge solitaire diamond on my ring finger.
“What the…”
I jumped up, off to search for Tristan.
“Tristan! Tristan!”
He wasn’t inside. Am I confused? No, I kept checking and it was still there. It felt like it belonged there, but what the hell is going on.
Finally, I found him out on the deck in front of the smoking grill. He was deliciously shirtless, wearing sweats as he flipped burgers.
“Tristan.”
I went up to him, he dropped the spatula and turned to me with a smile.
“Hey, sleepy head.” He kissed me, but I pulled away confused.
“What is this?” I held up my left hand.
“A hand.” I swatted him and he laughed. “It’s a ring, do you like it?”
He held my waist.
“Yes, it’s beautiful but…what—why is it on me?” I asked frantically.
“Because I didn’t want to give you the chance to say no…I want you to marry me, Emilia.”
I gasped. Tears flooded my eyes. I was elated. I was freaking out. And I didn’t know which emotion to feel first.
“You…you want to marry me?” I checked.
He laughed, “yes. You’re so silly. Do you want to marry me?” I nodded slowly.
