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The Sand Dune Art Barn had flourished beyond my wildest dreams, becoming not only a creative haven but also a symbol of the vibrant community that surrounded us. Artists from near and far had come to share their expertise and stories, infusing the space with inspiration and passion. The barn was alive with color, echoing the kaleidoscope of emotions that art had the power to evoke.
I turned to Lee, my eyes shimmering with the certainty of our future. His smile was the reflection of my own happiness, and the love that radiated from him enveloped me in a cocoon of safety and belonging.
“Annette,” he said, his voice a soothing melody. “You did the damn thing.”
Tears of gratitude welled in my eyes as I surveyed the vibrant landscape before me, a testament to the strength of our love and the beauty of second chances. “I could never have done this without you. Your love and friendship have surpassed anything I could have ever dreamed of.”
He cupped my face in his hands, his touch a gentle caress that ignited a fire within me. “Annie Crane, you will always be my everything.”
A soft breeze rustled through the blueberry field, whispering promises of a future filled with endless possibilities. With each passing day, I discovered new depths to our connection, a love that defied logic and boundaries. I had found my forever in Lee, and I vowed to cherish and protect our love with every breath I took.
As we stood there, hand in hand, I couldn’t help but marvel at the irony of fate. The letter I had given Lee, finally revealing the truth that had been locked away for so long, had brought us closer than ever. The truth in its words had opened our hearts to a love that was unshakable, a love that had withstood the test of time.
“Take me home.”
His eyes sparkled with a mixture of love and mischief. In a swift move, Lee tossed me over his shoulder, and we headed toward our front door.
Laughter bubbled between us as he smacked me on the ass. Barely inside the door, his hands moved over my legs, slipping between my thighs, his touch warm through my jeans. He set me on my feet, and his body covered mine. We fit together so seamlessly it was hard to know where he ended and I began.
“There are people right outside.” My breath was needy and insistent as I tugged at his shirt.
“Good. Let them hear how well you take me when I stretch you open.”
Every muscle inside me clenched at his filthy speech. No amount of time would ever dim the way his words made me feel. Sexy. Cherished.His.
Whatever was on the dining table clattered to the floor as Lee pressed me against it, his front to my back. His words were hot against my ear. “You are so beautiful, Annette. I’m going to show you just how pretty you are when you’re dripping with my cum.”
I moaned as his rough hands squeezed my butt. I pressed back into his lap, feeling how hard he was for me. A devilish thought crept through my mind, and I fought a smirk, glancing back at him.
“You’re going to have to catch me first.”
Without giving him a second to think, I shot out of his embrace and up the stairs. My squealing laughter filled our home as he bounded after me. Sure, he’d catch me, but I knew damn well Lee Sullivan would make it worth my while.
His arms captured me around my waist, and I squealed in surprise.
His chuckle tickled my ear and sent tingles racing down my back. “This is the best day of my life.”
I leaned into him, nudging his shoulder, and he hugged me. “You always say that.”
From behind me, he presented a small box, and my world spun. “Yeah,” he said as I turned to face him. “But this time, I mean it.”
Lowering to his knee, Lee opened the small velvet box. “When, one day, our son or daughter asks me about falling in love, I will tell them about the only woman I have ever loved. I won’t even have to pull out a picture. Instead, I can point to you and simply say, ‘She’s right over there.’ You were always meant to be a Sullivan. Meant to be mine. Annette Crane, will you marry me?”
My hand pressed into my lips, and my eyes filled with tears. The ring was a sparkling diamond, but something dark and red caught my eye. I leaned closer as Lee plucked the gorgeous, sparkling ring from my hand. “You mentioned once that diamonds could have other gemstones as inclusions. Like this one, the diamond and garnet formed and grew together. It reminded me of us. You’ve always been a part of me. Be my wife?”
Through a watery sob, I shook my head and sputtered, “Yes.”
Lee slipped the ring onto my finger and wrapped me in his arms.
I was his and he was mine.
Always.
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