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“What did you want to show me?” I ask with a note of sarcasm. “What’s so important that you chose violence, aka cock-blocking us both for it?”
He clears his throat. “I thought since now we’ll be starting the next chapter of our lives and moving to a new place, we’ll need a painting for it.”
“I already have my favorite painting of yours.” I pull out my phone and show him the lock screen. “This is going in the living room so that it’s the first thing everyone sees.”
A look of adoration crosses his features. “In that case, let’s put this one in the bedroom, then.”
He pulls on a sheet that’s covering a canvas, revealing a stunning piece of work. And it’s not about the sharp details or earth-shattering beauty of what his hands are capable of.
It’s the scene he chose to paint. Him sitting on my lap while I’m wearing the yellow-stitch mask. And he didn’t paint his own mask.
It’s from the first night we met.
The night after which I couldn’t purge him from my mind even if I wanted to.
His expression in the painting isn’t what I saw back then. I thought he was embarrassed or humiliated, but through his own eyes, he looks intrigued, confused, and most of all, aroused.
“Wow,” I breathe out, actually glad he showed me this before the fuck fest that will totally happen in a few. “This is…wow.”
“You like it?”
“I fucking love it, baby. Look at all those details.” I step closer to take a better look. “Definitely going in the bedroom. Don’t want anyone to see that expression on your face. It’s only for me.”
He chuckles, the sound light and contagious.
I smile back. “Why this scene, though?”
“It’s the night I developed a crush on you. I thought it came afterward, but no, I was definitely intrigued by you from the beginning. I wanted to keep that feeling alive forever through this painting.”
“You did such an awesome job. Man. Now, I don’t know which one I want on my lock screen. What do you think…?”
I trail off when I face my lotus flower and he’s on one fucking knee. What the…?
“That scene was our beginning, as unglamorous as it was. No matter how scared I was of you and everything you presented, I wouldn’t have it any other way. You’re the purest, most passionate soul I’ve ever met. You loved me when I didn’t even like myself. You held me together when I was falling apart and helped me put myself back together one piece at a time until I became the man I am today.” He reaches into his jacket and pulls out a dark-blue velvet box, then opens it to show two rings. “I love you more than words can describe and I’ll be honored if you choose to spend the rest of your life with me so I can give back a fraction of what you’ve given me. Nikolai Sokolov, would you marry me—”
The words aren’t fully out of his mouth when I fall to my knees in front of him and drag his lips to mine, kissing him like a fucking madman until I’m lost in him and he’s breathing my air.
He wrenches his lips back but seals his forehead to mine. “Is that a yes?”
“Fuck yes, baby. I’ll marry the fuck out of you and make you my husband today if you want.”
His grin nearly blinds me as he slips the ring onto my finger. The inside is engraved with a fucking lotus flower and N X B.
“Good.” He lifts my hand to his mouth and kisses my knuckles over the ring.
“I’m supposed to be the one who proposes,” I grumble while slipping his ring onto his finger. “I hate you for beating me to this.”
“You pursued me in the beginning. I had to be the one who proposed first.”
I glide my hand across his nape and pull his forehead to mine again. His fingers stroke my hair as we breathe each other in.
This is the happiest moment of my life and I want to soak in it for as long as possible.
“The rest of our lives, huh, baby?”
He nods, lips curling into the most gorgeous smile. “The rest of our lives, baby.”
