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Oh my god.
‘Will you do me the honor of continuing to be my wife, darlin’?’ Finn asks. ‘For real? Forever?’ He puts two fingers in his mouth and lets out an almighty whistle.
I look over at the front door of the cabin, which is wide open — some things never change — and out bounds Eric, happy as anything to see me.
As the dog starts weaving in and out of my feet, I notice something glinting on his collar.
‘Sit, Eric,’ instructs Finn, and the dog sits and looks up at me. He licks his nose.
‘What have you got there, pup?’ I say, tickling Eric behind the ears and then finding the golden, glinting object with my fingers.
‘Is this for real?’ I ask.
It’s a stunningly beautiful gold band.
‘One hundred percent,’ says Finn, unbuckling Eric’s collar and sliding off the ring.
I’m too bowled over to speak. I nod, tears running down my cheeks.
‘This was Georgie’s grandmother’s,’ he says. ‘From the goldmine in this very forest.’
He puts the wedding band on my finger, and I’m shocked to discover it fits perfectly.
Eric pants happily, licking his nose.
‘I was going to say we could get it resized,’ says Finn, ‘but would you look at that?’
‘Iamlooking,’ I say. ‘I think I’ll never stop looking.’
Finn laughs and picks me up in his arms, like he’s done before, only this time, he’s carrying me over the threshold… all the way to our marital bed.
18
ADDISON
‘You climb the ladder first,’ says Finn.
I turn and look at him, raising an eyebrow.
‘What?’ he says. ‘Just being a gentleman.’
I can tell that he just wants to check out my ass.
That kind of thing doesn’t worry me anymore. I feel confident now that he likes my body as much as I like his.
I put on a good show for him, swaying my hips, wiggling my ass in his face as I go up, and he follow, close behind, growling with delight.
‘So this is where Finn Wilder sleeps,’ I say, looking at the mezzanine level he’s built himself, under a huge sheet of glass looking up at the sky.
‘No,’ he says, ‘this is whereMr. and Mrs. Wildersleep.’
On the bed is a threadbare navy blanket. ‘Looks like it could use a woman’s touch,’ I say. ‘The first thing I’ll be sewing us is a new quilt. And then maybe some curtains for downstairs.’
‘Good,’ says Finn, staring intensely at me. ‘And I think we should buy you a few wedding gifts too. A whole selection of pacifiers, for a start, so that you can wear them while you meditate. One in every color, depending on your mood.’
I giggle, but I know that Finn’s not even joking. And I’m totally into the idea.
‘Now, Mrs. Wilder,’ he continues, ‘I’m going to need you to take off all your clothes and sit on my face for a while.’
