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“Are you having second thoughts?”
“No.” I reply without hesitation. “This is your dream and I know we’ll be okay. I’m not going anywhere. I just get in my own head sometimes.”
His thumb starts rubbing comforting circles on my hip. “What are you worried about? Being apart?”
I nod. “Among other things.”
“Like?”
Looking back down at my hands, I mumble out my biggest insecurity. “I’m afraid you’re going to meet someone else and see that you can get so much better than me.”
“Baby.” He breathes and presses a soft kiss to my shoulder. “That will never happen for two reasons. One, I have absolutely zero interest in anyone who isn’t you. That isn’t going to change. And two, there is no one better than you.”
“Okay the first part may be true, but the second is definitely a lie.”
“Not to me it’s not.” His words come out with such sincerity. “I never thought I’d fall in love, until you stormed into my life and threw that idea to hell like it was the easiest thing in the world.”
I giggle. “You make me sound like a menace.”
“Oh, you’re the worst.” He jokes, causing me to lightly smack his chest. He bites his lip to contain his bright smile and I need to resist the urge to poke one of his dimples. “How about April 11th?”
“Huh?”
“Marry me on April 11th.”
My eyes widen. “Holden, that’s like eight months away. We don’t have anything planned. This stuff takes time.”
He entirely unaffected. “So? It’ll give you something to distract yourself, and it makes you mine that much sooner.”
“I already am yours.”
“You know what I mean.”
The pleading look on his face is enough to tell me that I don’t stand a chance in denying him. It took Skylar and Dawson over a year to plan their wedding, so I can only imagine what I’m in for, but he’s worth it. I lean forward and place a quick kiss to Holden’s lips.
“Okay.” I answer. “April 11th.”
The grin that stretches across his face makes all the stress in the world seem completely insignificant.
Chapter 12
His fingers dig into my waist, squeezing tightly as his body pins me against the wall. Our tongues dance together in a fight for dominance. I pull on his hair and relish in the groan that leaves his mou
th. Feeling his length harden in his jeans, my hips arch forward to grind against him.
“Fuck, I need you.” Holden whispers.
I smile into the kiss. “Then have me.”
He moves his hands down to my ass and lifts me with ease. I wrap my legs around him as he pulls me away from the wall. He walks over to our bed and lays me down before climbing on top of me. His hand instantly begins sliding up my shirt.
“You’re so perfect.”
I hum, shutting him up by pushing my tongue past his lips. He reaches underneath me and unhooks my bra with ease, freeing my breasts. I lift myself just enough to pull both articles of clothing over my head, leaving the top of me completely exposed.
Once I lie back down, he takes one nipple between his fingertips, teasing it while he sucks the other into his mouth. I moan at the contact and raise my hips to find some friction, but he pushes me back down.
“Patience, baby.” The feeling of his breath against where his mouth just was makes me squirm.
