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“But…”

Of course he’d hedge what he said.

“You have all the options in the world. I know you want to go to school.”

“Something I can’t afford right now. Especially not with my existing student loan debt.”

“There’s money in a family education trust. It was meant for my siblings if I had any, which I didn’t. And I didn’t get a graduate degree. The interest on the funds is enough to pay for your education and that of any children that we may have.”

“But—”

“You will not want for anything.”

She shook her head. “You still don’t get it? I don’t want your cash, just your love.”

“And you’ll have both. So whether it’s going to school, working for Sylvia…” He winced. “Joining the management team at my company, accepting a bigger role at Christoff, starting your own firm, or staying home and enjoying life or being a mom, I want you to do whatever brings you happiness.”

Her heart soared.

“As long as my ring is on your finger and the entire world knows you’re mine, we can discuss a timeline for the wedding, children, even a dog. We can sell this place and buy a house, or we can keep this place and buy something else as well. There’s no rush.”

He was promising everything she said she wanted that night at the Maison Sterling.

She wanted to pinch herself to be sure it was real. He was putting her needs in front of his own.

“For now, I’m not sure I want to stay at Christoff.” Though she couldn’t imagine not working with him. “I’m not sure I like the board of directors.”

“Struggles between a CEO and board are not unusual, but in this case, I agree entirely. Things might be different under a new leader once we enter the growth and sustainability phase.”

“I could consider staying through August, maybe, and starting grad school in fall? That would help with the transition.” And keep her close to him. “But honestly, I don’t want to work more than forty hours.”

“I wouldn’t expect you to, but neither will I. I’d like to spend time uncovering more of my future wife’s secrets.”

She sucked in a shallow breath as he swept his heated gaze over her.

“You shouldn’t have worn a dress today, Ms. Robbins.”

“Oh?” Response flooded her body.

“You’re tempting me.”

“Am I?” She batted her eyelashes innocently. “I didn’t mean to…Sir.”

“That’s it.” He stood and plucked her glass from her hand.

Carefully he slid the glasses on the table. Then, with great intent, he grabbed her around the waist and lifted her.

Before she could figure out what he was doing, he was sitting where she’d been, and she was upside down over his knee, her fingers scrabbling on the floor as she struggled to find her balance.

“God, I’ve wanted to spank your ass.”

“Do it.”

He hadn’t needed the invitation. Even before the words were out, he’d swept the hem to her waist and was pulling down her panties.

“You’re going to stop wearing these.”

“Am I, Sir?”

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