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“What the?” I walk all the way outside and she’s still kneeling there, a dark blue box in her hands. It’s open and nestled inside are two rings. A thick dark band and a thinner one.
“These are just temporary,” she tells me. “If you say yes we can buy some new ones.”
I fall down to my own knees in front of her. Some guys would hate this. They’d want to be the one to do the asking. Maybe they’d even feel emasculated.
But not this guy. I didn’t even know I needed this but I did. I needed to know she trusts me completely.
And these rings and her kneeling and that sign… yeah. I’m welling up.
“Will you?” she asks, her eyes shining.
I swallow because there’s no way I’m crying even if my eyes are telling me different. “Yeah,” I say my voice rough. “I’m going to marry the fuck out of you. Here in the backyard.”
She laughs. “Is that a euphemism?”
“Kind of.” I definitely want us to marry at our house. I can’t imagine anywhere better. But yeah it’s also a euphemism because I want her.Now.
So we slide the rings on, then I pull her into my arms and show her exactly how not emasculated I am. She’s soft and smiling as I kiss her. Looping her arms around my neck, I pull her toward me until she’s sitting on my thighs. I slide my lips down her neck and she lets out that little mewing sound that makes me harder than steel.
My feisty kitten. My girl. My future wife. How the hell did I get this lucky?
“We’ll do it soon,” I say, laying her down on the grass. “Get married.” She looks almost exactly like my vision but with too many clothes on. I begin to rectify that, unbuttoning the front of her dress, pushing it open to reveal the flimsiest of lacy bras. Taking a moment to admire the sheer perfection of her body, I dip my head and scrape my teeth against her nipple.
“How soon?” she gasps.
“What you doing tomorrow?”
She laughs again as I stroke my tongue against her. “Working. As are you.” She’s spent most of the last few weeks recruiting new employees. Since Michael quit and headed west, she’s been appointed head of the weather department. Her job is growing because her submission won and Charleston is now the regional weather hub, too.
She’s killing it and I love that for her.
“Within the next two months.” I kiss my way down her stomach. I like this dress, it buttons right down to the hem. So I unfasten the rest of them until it opens up like a gift in front of me.
Her panties match her bra. Lacy. Almost non-existent. I kiss the little bow at the front of them because it deserves a thank you.
Then I yank them down. She lifts her ass and her thighs to help me.
“Good girl.”
She fucking glows. I’ll never get tired of that.
I kiss her soft thighs, her jutting hips, the crease where her legs meet her torso. And then I give her one long, languorous lick right where she needs me.
“Liam,” she gasps. “The neighbors…”
“They don’t overlook us,” I remind her. “And if you keep it quiet they’ll never know.” Another good thing about a big house like this is that it has a huge ass yard. The possibilities are pretty endless.
We can spend the rest of our lives trying them all.
Or maybe not. The kids might notice. We’ll have to be more discreet. But I can work with that.
And kids? Yeah. We want a lot of them. A whole new Salinger dynasty. Or a West-Salinger dynasty.
Or Salinger-West dynasty. I blink because there are so many possibilities.
“Where have you gone?” she murmurs, stroking my hair.
“I was just thinking about our kids.”
“Shall we get married first?” she asks. “I know it’s old fashioned, but it’ll make our families happy.”
I nod, and kiss her right at her center, making her gasp. “And what will make you happy?” I ask her.
“You,” she says simply, her fingers raking my scalp. “It’s always you.”
