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“We’ll get the stuff then,” Theo calls.
Seb flips him off over his shoulder but quickly returns to molesting Stella’s arse.
“I guess we’re leaving then,” Daemon says as he and Calli begin tidying up their things.
* * *
An hour later and we’re back in our room, showered and ready to spend the night celebrating Seb and Stella’s engagement.
My girl looks insane with her bronzed skin and floral playsuit covering another bikini. She’s got her hair twisted up into some kind of knot with a flower poked in the side of it.
“You look beautiful,” I say, dipping down to kiss the skin beneath her ear as she applies a little make-up.
Placing the tube of mascara back on the side, she spins around and checks me out.
“You’re not looking so bad yourself, Deimos.”
It’s lies, all of it. I’m wearing a pair of tan shorts and a white polo-neck t-shirt. There is nothing special about me right now. Although, that look in her eyes might suggest otherwise.
“Last night,” she muses, stepping around me toward one of her cases.
“Yeah. It’s gone too fast, huh?”
“Just a little,” she murmurs, searching for something.
“You’re not about to pull a ring out too, are you?” I tease, although I can’t deny that the idea makes my heart race.
“No, I’m not. But I do have something special for you.”
“Oh?” I ask, watching as she finally locates what she’s looking for and spins toward me with a black box in her hand.
“What’s that?”
“Something you’ve been missing.”
I narrow my eyes at her.
“Here,” she says, handing me the box. “Open it and find out.”
Doing as I’m told, I slide the lid off and stare down in disbelief. “My watch. How did you— Where did you—”
“Your dad found it while they were clearing out the church. It was in bad shape, so we had it fixed up. Turn it over.”
Again, doing as I’m told, I pull the timepiece from its cushion and turn it over.
Engraved in the back, there’s a message that makes my heart rate increase.
Evie and Alex, until the end of time.
“Baby,” I breathe, totally choked up with emotion.
“You like it?” she asks nervously.
“Like it? I fucking love it. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. But really, it’s your dad who did all the hard work. You should be thanking him.”
Shaking my head in disbelief, I pull her into my arms and kiss her until we’re both breathless.
