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And I love watching her do it, so we both win.

“Do you want some coffee?” she asks.

“Yes, please,” Myles says, carrying in a box. We’ve pretty much enlisted the whole family. Eli’s driving his truck – yep, he’s actually driving his own vehicle – which has most of my things from Myles and Ava’s bungalow. I’m kind of sad to say goodbye to that place because it means I’ll see less of Charlie.

Although we have a room here that’s perfect for him if he ever wants to sleep over. Or more importantly, if Myles and Ava ever let him. I know they trust Sophie but me…

I’m working on it.

Sophie makes the coffee and her dad hands out the cookies and then I call a local pizza delivery joint and arrange for enough food to arrive to keep my brothers from bitching about being hungry. Even Holden’s here, having gotten a few days off from work. And Linc and Brooks have actually been helpful, setting up the beds in all the rooms and putting together the furniture Sophie and I bought.

I love them all. But I’m damn happy when they all leave a few hours later and it’s just the two of us. When I close the door after Eli, the last out, I turn around and let out a sigh before walking through the house to find her.

This house is big. Probably too big for just us. But it’s only a few minutes away from Myles and Ava and within easy distance of work for Sophie. Plus it has a great office I can work from when I’m here.

I’ve still kept my apartment in New York. I’ll have to fly there once a week, at least for the foreseeable future. But I have a plan.

Sam’s gotten a well-deserved promotion. She’s more than good at what she does. She’s also hungry for more. And I trust her.

Plus she’s already a hit with our clients. They love her. Between us we’re keeping them happy which keeps me happy because I get to spend more time with my girl. If she keeps doing that I can see her becoming the head of our New York operations in no time.

Sophie’s currently in the bathroom, taking off her makeup. I walk into our bedroom hoping for a quick view of her stepping into the shower, but the door is closed. I frown and wonder if it’s too much to open it, but then I see a note on the bed.

Along with a piece of black fabric. A mask. One of those ones you wear when you can’t sleep at night.

Picking up the note I read her words.

Put this mask on and shout ‘ready’.

This isn’t like her. I’m the one who makes the demands. She’s my good girl. And yet I kind of like this. It’s kinky and I’m here for it.

Shrugging, I pull the mask over my eyes. It takes a minute to adjust the elastic because it’s clearly made for a woman’s smaller head, but eventually it doesn’t feel like it’s cutting off the blood flow to my ears.

And then I call out to her. “Ready.” Or at least I think I am.

I hear the creak of the bathroom door and the thud of bare feet against the floor. “Do you trust me?” she asks, her voice throaty as hell.

I ask her that all the time. I’m happy to report her answer is always yes these days. She trusts me and it’s like I’ve won the damn lottery.

“Always, baby,” I tell her honestly.

“Good. Take my hand,” she says, sliding her palm into mine. “We just need to go somewhere.”

A smile plays at my lips as I let her lead me out of the bedroom and into the hallway. We turn left, which means we’re heading toward the living room that opens up to our beautiful backyard.

“I’m hoping you’re naked right now,” I tell her.

Sophie laughs softly. “Stand there,” she whispers, so I do. I stand and try to ignore the throbbing in my dick because even smelling and touching this woman makes me hard.

I hear a shuffle. A click of a lock and a sudden cool breeze. She must have opened the back doors. “Are we outside?” I ask. I picture her naked on the grass, her hair splayed out, her eyes wide as she stares up at me.

“Yes, we are. You can take the mask off now,” she says, her voice more distant than I thought it would be. I reach up and pull it over my hair, my eyes eager to see her naked in our yard.

But what I see is even better.

She’s fully clothed. Kneeling on the grass in front of a huge lit up sign.

Liam Salinger. I love you. Will you marry me?

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