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She’s so cute. So fucking adorable, I can’t help but burrow my hand into her hair, pull her to me, and kiss her. Prue plants a hand on my chest, trying to push me off her. I don’t let go, tasting her mouth, rubbing my tongue on hers, drinking my fill of her.
“Mmm!” is her attempt to speak.
I know exactly what has her bothered like this.
Twelve months after the fact, she’s still worried about someone finding out the real reason behind her father’s demise.
But Jason—despite not knowing what truly went down that day—isn’t trying to stir up shit and throw hints. He could’ve called the LAPD anonymously, suggesting I had something to do with Zeke’s death because I have a history of being violent. But he hasn’t. I have a private detective on a retainer watching him and tapping his home and phone, and so far, nothing.
Besides the corpse of the piece of shit of a person lying six feet under, the only two people who know what happened to Zeke are Prue and me. And neither of us is saying a word about it.
“Theo!” she pouts with her swollen lips. “Tell me what’s wrong before I have a fucking heart attack!”
My lips curve in a smirk. The irrational jolt of pride I get from hearing her use profanity.
“What’s wrong is…” With my eyes locked in a vise grip on hers, I abandon my pre-rehearsed speech and spit out what’s on my heart. “What’s wrong is I’ve walked this earth alone for far too long. What’s wrong is it’s taken you twenty-six fucking years to get to me. What’s wrong, my beautiful, sweet, and feral Prue is that you’re my girlfriend…”
“What? What are you telling me?” she jumps in, her frown deepening as she cuts me off in the middle of the sentence.
“Feral, indeed.” I kiss her scrunched nose. “Let me finish.”
Her trust in me is absolute. She ignores her misguided hurt feelings and nods for me to continue.
“Instead of being mywife.”
While Prue gasps, I lift my hidden hand, flipping the lid open with my thumb. The 4-carat Asscher cut engagement ring gleams in the soft light of the early morning.
As do Prue’s eyes.
She’s never asked me for anything other than my heart. I, on the other hand, refuse to settle for anything less than a brilliant diamond ring on her finger. One that would forever remind her of our bond, of my love, of my endless commitment to her.
“I’m not bending down on one knee because you should know by now,”—I pluck the ring out of the velvet box, slowly sliding it on Prue’s ring finger on her left hand—“I’m always, metaphorically, on my knees before you. I’m here to serve you, to adore you, to worship you. Even when I’m the one commanding and dominating you, you’re forever the one to rule my heart.”
“Theo.” Her tone is tender. Her lips wobble. “I love you too. So much. Every piece of me belongs to you, my soul belongs to you. The air I breathe is that much sweeter because you’re around and…fuck.” Another tear escapes her. “I’m not sure what else to say.”
“Say yes.” I press the ring all the way down. It fits perfectly like I knew it would. “Say you’ll marry me, Prue.”
“I will.” She moves with me as I manhandle her to straddle my hips.
I need her touch. I need to feel her, to embed her flesh into mine. To bury myself so deep inside her that I won’t know where I end and she begins.
Prue bends lower, her sweet mouth brushing mine, and she smiles.
“From now to eternity, Theodore Wentworth, I will be your wife.”
The end.
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