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ChapterForty-One
KENAN
I knew Quinn by now, knew the call of her body, knew precisely when her release was building. She bit her bottom lip, her body tightening. She made this little sound in the back of her throat with her breath catching on the hint of a whimper.
“Come for me, sweetheart.”
I barely clung to the thinnest thread of control, trying to hold my release at bay until she found hers again. I reached between us with one hand, teasing my fingers over her swollen, slippery wet clit. She cried out sharply, my name following in a ragged pant as her pussy clenched around me.
I finally let go, my release thundering through me like a dam breaking loose, stealing my breath as the pleasure crashed and broke.
Quinn curled against me, and I held her close. We rested like that on the bed, her warm and soft in my lap and my arms holding her in a loose but secure embrace. I could’ve stayed right here, forever with her.
Eventually, she lifted her head, her eyes meeting mine. “I love you, Kenan Cannon.”
ChapterForty-Two
KENAN
Quinn leaned her elbows on the railing of the ferry. The crisp, cold air blew her hair in a swirl. She glanced toward me where I stood at her side, her cheeks pink from the cold as she smiled. “I’ve never done this trip in the winter.”
I leaned over, pressing a kiss to her cheek. “Neither have I.”
We’d left Bellingham, Washington, this morning. A seagull called nearby, and we could see a pod of orcas in the distance as they frolicked in the icy ocean waters. This stretch of the journey was dotted with islands, and the coastline was stunning with snowcapped mountain peaks rising tall against the sky and the evergreen trees standing out against the snow flanking them.
Quinn straightened, stuffing her hands in her pockets as she shivered slightly. “Let’s go inside,” I said, my voice whisked away by the wind.
I slid an arm around her shoulders as we walked back inside. The ferry was decorated for the holidays with lights strung inside the dining area and small wreaths with festive bows mounted at intervals between the booths. I got us some hot chocolate, and we found an empty booth.
Quinn shrugged out of her jacket as she wrapped her hands around the mug, letting out a satisfied sigh. “This is perfect. I’m so glad we took the ferry back. What made you think of that?” she asked after a few sips.
As I looked over at her, my heart felt split wide open, practically beating out of my chest. That was how Quinn made me feel, so vulnerable and raw.
“Because we first made things official on the ferry going to Willow Brook.”
Quinn’s cheeks flushed pretty and pink. “Official?”
I hadn’t planned this, not even a little. Except for one thing. Before I left Fireweed Harbor, I’d stopped by the one and only jewelry store in town and gotten a small ring, thinking I would have it for when I scrambled up the nerve to ask Quinn to marry me. Amethyst was her favorite stone because she loved purple. I figured if she wanted something else, we could get that later.
It was still in my jacket pocket, right where I tucked it before I went to the airport.
“Let’s really make it official,” I said. My lungs tightened, and my heart kept beating faster and faster.
“What do you mean?”
I slipped my hand into my jacket pocket and pulled out the small ring box. “I got this because I know I want to marry you. Let’s just do it. We’re on the ferry. We can do it right now. We don’t have to do the ceremony now, but I love you, Quinn. I know without even the littlest bit of doubt that I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Let me be the one for you. Please.”
Quinn’s eyes were wide, and her mouth fell slightly open. She took a shaky breath, and a tear rolled down her cheek as a smile broke across her face.
“Oh my God, Kenan. You remembered,” she breathed.
Her eyes dipped down to the ring sitting in the box. It was a platinum band with a simple amethyst set in the center.
“Of course I remembered. I never forget anything when it comes to you.”
I slipped out of the booth and knelt on one knee at her side. It was a little cramped, but she turned to face me.
She blinked rapidly. “Yes, yes, yes!”
