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“Just putting my cleaning supplies away. I’ll be there in a minute.” No need to rush, she knew he’d wait. Patiently, even.
They’d come a long way since that first June evening he’d called her Cinderella. A year of sharing their very full lives 24/7 had given them an opportunity to completely understand and respect each other. It hadn’t all been sunshine and butterflies, but the storms they’d encountered had been brief, and they’d always ended with a rainbow. She truly couldn’t ask for any more.
She powered everything down at the breaker panel, collected her bag from the office and joined him up front.
The sight of him sent her heart skipping. Lean and muscular, wearing a smile that could’ve won him any heterosexual woman, but was on his face just for her. This man, this sexy, smart, fun, kind, loving man, was hers.
Tonight, she had him entirely to herself. To celebrate their “home-iversary,” he’d arranged for Sachi and Lennox to spend the night at his parents’ house. Living together allowed them to have sex regularly, but they still had to keep one ear open and their output volume low. They’d have no restrictions tonight. She couldn’t wait to get home and enjoy every delicious minute with him.
“Hi, beautiful.” Hands on her waist, he lifted her onto the counter and filled the space between her legs with his hips, then dipped down for a kiss. His warm lips moved perfectly with hers, his talented tongue teasing into her mouth while his strong hands drew her closer, tight against the hard ridge of his fly. “Feel that?”
“Yes,” she said, doing her best to grind against it. “I want it. I want it everywhere.”
He groaned and thrust against her, in vain as it was. “You’re going to have it everywhere, babe. In your mouth, your pussy, your tight little ass. Fuck, the things I’m going to do to you…” He nuzzled the spot behind her ear that made her shiver. “I can’t wait.”
“Then let’s go. Take me home and do everything to me.”
He backed up, but held her in place when she tried to shimmy off the countertop. “Not yet. I need to talk to you about something first.”
“Okay.” She remained calm on the outside, but her stomach was another matter. She hadn’t been on the receiving end of a Sam bombshell since Sachi’s arrival. What more could he possibly have to tell her? If he had to divulge it now, before their big night together, it must be serious.
“I’d like to order a cake.”
For a few seconds, all she could do was blink at him as the words sank in. “You’re delaying taking me home to fuck me every which way you can imagine because you want to order a cake?”
He nodded. Even looked semi-serious while doing so. “It’s important.”
“Okay,” she said, reaching for her order binder with a level of abruptness appropriate for this odd interruption. “What did you have in mind for yourimportantcake?”
“I’m thinking lemon with buttercream icing—”
“Wait.” Hand raised, she shook her head. “That’s Lennox’s favorite cake.”
“Mine too. Though I’m positive she’ll enjoy this one also.”
“You’re being cryptic.”
“You’re being impatient.”
Admittedly, she was. But with good reason. Plopping the binder onto her lap, she sighed. “I want to be with you. I don’t want to waste a single minute.”
“Hopefully, you won’t feel like this was a waste.” He reached beneath the low counter and pulled out a small cardboard shipping box. “I’d like to put this on the cake.”
“Now you’re really being cryptic.” She placed the box on the binder. The packing tape had been sliced, leaving the top flaps standing half open. She pushed them aside and reached in to remove the bubble-wrapped item.
“Here.” Sam helped by pulling the box away.
“Thanks. What is it?” Even as she asked the question, her heart fluttered with the potential answer.
“Open it.”
She located the edge of the bubble wrap and unrolled it carefully, until the item within sat in her hands. A cake topper. Aweddingcake topper, one with a bride and groom who looked uncannily familiar.
“I’ve known you’re a forever woman since the first time we met,” Sam said, going down on one knee. “I’m hoping you’ll let me be your forever man.” He extended his hand to reveal a small black box, its lid open, showcasing a glittering diamond ring. “Will you marry me?”
They’d never discussed marriage. Not seriously. Their relationship had been untraditional from the beginning, she hadn’t expected that to change. Yet here they were. About to do one of the most traditional things a couple could do.
“You’re killing me here, babe.”
