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I walked up to him and wrapped my arms round his neck and pulled him down to me. When our lips were almost touching I murmured, “So it would seem.”

He didn’t need any more encouraging, he kissed me hard and deep, making me moan into his mouth. Since my computer wasn’t on the desk yet, he picked me up and plopped me down on it, while his lips explored my throat, making me moan and arch into him.

It didn’t take him long to find out I wasn’t wearing panties under my dress. The way his fingers plunged into my pussy had me moaning his name and moving my hips in search of more friction. He pulled his cock out with the speed of Superman, not bothering to undress either of us before he started pumping into me.

Christening my new office in the home I’ve shared with him since that night is something I can’t help but think about every day when I work in here. I touch the pendant I’m wearing; the same one he gave to me six months ago. I’m so damn glad I didn’t let some silly New Year’s resolution stop me from being with the man I love.

I can hear music coming from the shed he has in the back which is where he does most of his metal work. It’s a mess in his work area, even though he insists he has a method to his madness. The mess is what keeps me from going back there often, but he’s been even more cagey about the project he’s been working on than he normally is.

He should know it only makes me more curious about what he’s up to.

I take one more look at his website since I just finished updating it with some photos he sent me this morning. I’m so damn proud of my man, he’s been getting more work recently from his website than he has been getting through the Pink Collar Temp Agency. When I tell him how proud I am of him, he always deflects and tells me it’s because of the website I made for him.

It’s one of those things we agree to disagree on.

Even if it is a kick ass website and I’m really proud of it.

I stretch and slip into our bedroom. He’s been so secretive; I feel the need to rattle his cage a little. I trust the man, with my heart and my life, but I’m so curious as to what he’s been up to. I slip off my clothes before grabbing one of his flannel shirts and sliding my arms in.

I don’t need to button it to keep it closed since he’s so much broader than me, but I do clutch it a little. I don’t want to give the neighbors a show and am thankful it covers my ass. Just barely.

I’m about to walk into the kitchen when the music shuts off. Damn it. Before I can make it to the backdoor, it slams open. Holden is standing there frozen as he takes me in and damn if that doesn’t make my nipples peak and rub against the flannel of his shirt.

“Wow, Angel,” he breathes out.

“I was just on my way to see you,” I put on my best seductive voice because I will be getting answers and I don’t necessarily care how I do it.

“You were?” He swallows hard and shoves his hands in his jeans, rocking back on his heels. “Why were you looking for me?”

I make a humming sound and let go of his shirt, letting it hang open and show him enough of my tits to make him groan. As I slowly close the distance between us, I put a little more sway in my hips. When he reaches out for me, I bat his hands away. The pout on his face makes me giggle.

“You’ve been secretive lately and I want to know why.” I lay it out there. I might as well be direct; he’s distracted enough by the amount of flesh I have on display.

His voice sounds far away as his eyes soak me up, “I have been distracted.”

I keep my voice low and soft, “What have you been up to?”

I expect him to deflect, to try and weasel his way out of answering. I even expect him to step away from me, but he doesn’t. Instead, he drops to one knee and pulls a ring out of his pocket.

“Holy shit,” I gasp as I feel my eyes round.

I don’t know what to look at first. The man I love on his knee, the ring he’s holding, or the look in his eyes which promises forever. I feel tears start to slowly fall down my cheeks and wipe them away quickly.

“Coral,” his voice takes on a husky quality he gets when he’s talking about something he feels deeply, “you are everything I want in my life and so much more at the same time. If I hadn’t met you then I would be the same jaded man I was before you walked into my life. I’m so much better with you. I’m better with you next to me. The world is brighter because of you and because I love you.”

He takes my hand and kisses the spot where he fully intends for his ring to sit. Now that I get a look at it, it’s perfect. He chose all the things I would have chosen for myself the day I came with Lincoln to pick out a ring for Willow. It’s everything I’ve ever wanted.

He’severything I’ve ever wanted.

“Will you,” he swallows hard and looks up at me, so much earnestness in his gaze, “do me the honor of being my wife?”

My head starts bobbing while my mouth opens and closes, but no words come out. Smooth, Coral, real smooth. I snap my mouth closed and swallow hard.

Before I can try and force words out again, Holden is up and pulling me against his chest. He kisses me with the same fervor he kissed me with the first time, and I melt into him. It’s like his kiss has rebooted my brain and I can think again.

“Yes,” I murmur against his lips.

I know he doesn’t need to hear it, but I want him to. The way his lips curve against mine in a smile tells me he does. He scoops me up and carries me the short distance to the table. The same table we fucked on that first time. It’s a place with a lot of happy memories, some of which even involved us clothed.

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