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Rolling my eyes, I say, "Glad someone liked it." I stomp off to the kitchen and start wiping off counters.
Duke enters behind me. "Hey, Angel. You want to tell me what's going on?"
Frustrated, I start flailing my arms around. "Do you know that we haven't had sex since everything happened?" Before he can answer, I keep going. "Two weeks! Before this whole thing happened, we couldn't keep our hands off each other. We were fucking like a couple of bunnies. Now, nothing. Nada. Zip. I mean, I guess I got all busted up, and now I'm not attractive to you anymore."
A wave of emotion chokes me up, so I stop talking and focus my attention back on cleaning the counters.
I feel him walk up behind me.
"Avery, put the towel down."
Still irritated, I throw it to the side. His hands wrap around me, and he gives me a soft kiss on my shoulder.
"I remember a month ago, you and I having a similar conversation to this in this same kitchen. You questioned whether or not I found you attractive. Do you remember what I did that night?"
I nod, remembering the first time he took me to bed.
"Angel, my opinion hasn't changed. I still think you're the most gorgeous woman in the world. Now, even more so, since I know how strong you are. I haven't been pawing you like a dog because I wanted you to heal. I didn't want to do anything to hurt you even more. But if you think I haven’t spent every moment staring at this sexy body and picturing what I want to do to you, you're wrong."
"Really?" I turn around to look at him.
He nods. "Do you know how hard it is to watch you walk around here in my t-shirt on with nothing underneath? I've jerked off in the shower more times than I care to admit."
"Duke, I'm all healed. You aren't going to hurt me, and I miss you."
"I've missed you too, Angel." He tucks a strand of hair behind my ear before leaning in to kiss me.
His body presses against mine, and as my hands start exploring his body, I feel something hard in his pocket.
Teasing, I ask, "Is that a rock in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?"
Before he can answer, I reach inside and pull it out. It's a tiny black felt box.
"Duke?" My eyes go up to him.
"To be fair, you weren't supposed to see that yet."
"When was I supposed to see it?"
"When I figured out the perfect way to ask you."
I gently pry open the top of the box and see the ring inside. It's beautiful.
When I'm speechless, Duke says, "It was my grandmother's. Momma wanted me to have it. But listen to me, I don't want you to feel pressured on anything. I know it's still hasn't been that long—"
I cut him off. "Yes."
"What?"
"Yes!"
"Avery, you didn't even let me ask the question. I was working on a whole speech."
"Duke, you could look at me and say nothing more thanwant to go to the courthouse?And I would still say yes."
He takes the ring out of the box and slides it on my finger. It fits perfectly.
"Damn, you look good with that thing on," he says.
"How good?"
He smiles. "Like the most beautiful woman in the whole world."
"Why don't you show me?"
Without any argument, he picks me up off my feet and carries me over to the table. Setting me down gently, he tells me to lie back.
"No bedroom?" I ask.
He gets on his knees and spreads my thighs, he says, "We'll get there. But first, I want a snack."
