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With a core melting smile, he slides the chocolate covered ring around my ring finger. Then when he comes up, I swing my arms around his neck and crash my mouth upon his. "I love you."
His tongue dives between my lips, and we exchange a tender but passionate kiss.
"I'm so relieved you said yes," he murmurs against my lips.
"Did you think I would say no?" I ask, surprised.
"Isn't there always a chance? I doubted you thought it was too soon. But I listen to my gut, and ever since I woke up and saw you and Smarty, my gut instinct screamed to do this. And here we are."
I place my hands on his warm, naked pecs. He looks down at my hands.
"I imagined wearing a shirt when doing this,” he says, raising his brow. “But after that shower you gave me, I had to improvise."
"Oh, it was perfect." I roam my fingers further along his pecs and biceps. "A proposal from a half-naked godlike man is every woman's dream."
He chuckles.
I lift my hand and gaze at the ring. "It's magnificent, Nick."
He holds my hand and kisses the palm.
"Why don't you clean it so you can see it without the chocolate?"
With reluctance, I stroll to the sink and hold my hand under a small stream. As the water floods over the ring, I gasp when a gorgeous, large, sparkling green diamond atop this white gold ring shows itself.
"Oh, heavens, Nick. This is too much."
I jump when he presses his body against mine while looking over my shoulder. "Nonsense. Nothing is too much with you, Angel. It looks perfect on you." His hands go to my belly while his lips descend onto the side of my neck. "I can't wait for you to become Mrs. Emma Brown. So everyone knows you’re mine."
"Oh, are you turning caveman on me?" I tilt my head to the side and cock a brow at him.
"With you, absolutely. If it's up to me, I'll keep you by my side, twenty-four seven.
I need my angel fix regularly to get through the hours."
I glide my fingers through his hair, pursing my lips at him. "And what if I need my Nickolas fix?"
"Oh, Angel, one call, and I'm on my way to give you what you need." His arms glide to my backside and cup my cheeks.
"Hm. That sounds very tempting, Mister Brown. So if I want chocolate cake in the middle of the night, you will get it?"
With a cocky wink and confident smile, he moves us back to the kitchen counter. Then his hands grab my waist, and as if I'm light as a feather, he lifts me until my butt is on the counter next to the plate with chocolate, and placing himself between my legs. Butterflies make loops inside my belly when he grabs an enormous chunk of the cake with his fingers and holds it in front of my mouth.
"Here is the first sample."
I open and when I take a bite, my tastebuds explode with the taste of the decadent, rich flavors. This is heaven. The mouthfeel is full-on, creamy, and melting, and the sweet caramel aroma blasts through the astringent taste of the cocoa like a fresh wind.
"Oh. My. God," I moan. "Nick, you need to taste this too." When meeting his irises, they resemble that of the dark chocolate.
He secures my chin between his fingers, and in a raspy voice, he whispers, "Watching how you sample things is a goddamn erotic experience."
My pupils dilate, and when his mouth meets mine, another moan escapes my throat. His tongue dives in, and his unique scent with the flavor of chocolate in my mouth is erotogenic.
“I'm sorry, but we need to get moving. I have to drop by my house to get a new shirt before we can go to my parent's house and see how our girl is doing."
After sliding off the counter, my lips and tongue touch his pecs for an instant. Oh, he tastes and smells so good.
"Dammit, down angel. Stop before we begin something we can't finish," he says, clearing his throat.
