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“Okay, but are you going to answer me now?”
Giving him a playful look, I say, “No. I’m going to make you suffer. I’ll answer you when I get my romantic date.”
He grips my butt and squashes me to his chest. “I love it when you’re bossy. It’s cute.”
“I wasn’t going for cute, but okay.”
He captures my eyes with his, then murmurs, “Please let me love you for the rest of my life.”
Jesus, my heart.
“Let me protect you, take care of you, and satisfy you until my last breath.”
I’m hit with a wave of happy emotions, and my chin starts to tremble.
“I want you to make me a father. I need all your stuff scattered all over my house, so I see you everywhere.”
“Nikolai,” I whisper as a tear spirals down my cheek.
“I need you, Abigail. Now and forever and every day in between.”
I start to nod, then whimper, “Yes to all of that.”
A grin spreads over his face. “So you’ll marry me?”
“Nope. Not until I get my romantic dinner.”
“Christ, you drive me insane,” he grumbles before he pushes me up against the tiles, desperate to be inside me again.
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Chapter 41
Nikolai
We take the helicopter to the mainland, accompanied by five of my best men because there’s no way I’m taking a chance with Abigail’s life.
My woman has a beautiful smile on her face as we enter the first store.
“What’s my spending limit?” she asks.
I shake my head. “There’s no limit,moya lyubov'. Shop to your heart’s content.”
“Wow, that’s a dangerous thing to say,” she chuckles. “I’m going to drain your bank account.”
“Good luck trying.” I gesture for a shop attendant to come closer, then tell the woman, “Shut the doors. My fiancée needs all your attention.”
I hand her my black card, which has her eyes widening. “Yes, sir.”
My men guard the front of the store, and Abigail is taken to a small lounge where she’s offered a glass of champagne.
I shake my head before they can ask me if I want one too. Taking a seat, I relax back in the armchair and watch as my woman admires every item they show her.
“I need something that’s going to make my ass look great,” Abigail says without blinking an eye. “My fiancé is an ass-man.”
No filter.
God, I love her.
