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Instead, I pick up the bottle of wine and pour a couple more ounces into her glass.

“Thank you, lover,” she says, wiping her lips with a napkin.

“Let me get that for you,” I tell her as I capture her chin and press my mouth on hers in a gentle, lingering kiss. My dick’s so hard, I’m worried I’m gonna break the zipper on my jeans.

She slides her hand around the back of my neck, pressing me closer, opening her mouth and inviting me in.

Fuck me. I groan and pull back.

Her pretty lips pout. “What’s going on, Trigger?”

I pull at my collar as my stomach coils. Confident, cocky Trigger has left the building. “I’ve got something for you.”

At the garage when we were fucking and I promised her she was it for me, it got real. I’m not worried about our differences. We’re both too cool to expect each other to change. I’m not concerned that she’ll reject the violence in my life, my brothers, my club. She’s already seen that side and she’s still here.

She takes her wine glass as I help her off the barstool and lead her back to the couch in the living room. “Put the wine down. I got something to say.”

Her plump inviting lips pull down into a frown as she looks at the glass then me. “Before we officially move into together, you need to understand, that while I love you more than Coco Chanel, you should never come between me and my red wine.”

I grin and feel less nervous. “Put the fucking wine down, woman. You can have more when we’re done here.”

“Very well,” she replies primly, but with a teasing smile.

I thought about getting down on one knee, but that’s not who I am, and I’m pretty sure a girl eagerly participating in fucking on the hood of a car isn’t either. She may come from a posh background, but she’s got more grit than some of my brothers.

I tug the ring out of my pocket and hold it up. The jeweller told me that it was made of platinum with a 1.01 carat diamond, cut square, with high clarity and color. I took her word for it because I don’t know a fucking thing about engagement rings. “If you don’t like it, we’ll take it back and get something better.”

“I love it!” she breathes as her eyes glaze over. “Because it came from you.” She snatches it from me and slides it on her ring finger, then stretches her hand out in front of her and admires it. “Also, it’s a beautiful ring.”

“It came from Botswana, but the jeweller said it was responsibly sourced.” I pull her head up so she’s looking at me and not the ring. “I got a couple of things to say so I need you to focus on me.”

She glances at me, then the ring and back to me. She frowns. “I’ll try.”

I furrow my brow at her. “You’ll do more than try or I’ll take the ring away from you.”

“Like hell you will,” she replies hiding her hand under her ass. At least she can’t see it anymore.

I clear my throat. “I’m asking you to marry me again. Not when we’ve just had sex or before I get knocked out. I want you to understand I’m not fucking around.”

“I know you aren’t,” she interjects as she blows out a deep breath. Her eyes are bright, and her face is full of anticipation.

I return her beautiful smile. “I never thought about a future before I met you. I just lived day-to-day, slept wherever I ended up, fucked who I wanted to. I never wanted to change before, never wanted to be better.

“Now, with you in my world, I think about shit that matters. Like quittin’ smoking, global warming and where diamonds come from.” I wave my hand around the living room. “I never thought I’d ever want a three-bedroom townhouse in a good neighbourhood close to kindergartens. But now I do.”

I swallow because my throats getting tight. “But only with you. You and me, we’re like the best parts of each other.” I tuck a lock of her hair behind her ear. “I’ll never cheat on you, never hurt you, never leave you. I promise.”

Her eyes get wet, but she blinks it away before it turns into tears. She pulls her hand from under her ass and looks at the ring then meets my eyes. “I’ll never leave you either, Trigger. Never cheat on you. Never hurt you. I will always love you and only you.” She glances down and strokes the ring. “I want a big wedding.”

I take the hand with the diamond and kiss the back of it. “You’ll get one.”

“I’ll always be a vet. Even if we have babies, I won’t stop working.” She’s talking to the ring.

I grab her chin and force her face up. I figure it’s the only way I’ll get her to look at me. “I expect that from you.”

“We’ll have pets. Rescues. I can keep some at the clinic, but some will come home with me.”

I hadn’t thought of that. “Will they eat the furniture or bite my Jury brothers?”

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