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I meet it with a smile. "Every fucking part of me belongs to you, Scarlett. Every single part of me." I press my lips to hers in a hard kiss. "Now come like a good girl for your man."
I don't have to tell her twice. She drops down on me and circles her hips, grinding her clit against the root of my erection. And then she's crying her orgasm into my mouth, chanting it for my ears alone.
"I love you, I love you," she moans, head tipped back, lips parted…fucking perfect.
I growl her name, her words sending me over the edge into a powerful orgasm. My spine tingles, my balls drawing up. Cum shoots up my shaft, pumping into her until we're both writhing, both moaning.
"Marry me," I whisper when I can breathe.
Her breath catches in her throat, my favorite sound.
"Marry me, Scarlett Crawford from Gatsby Books," I say again, releasing her hair to feel around the bed for the ring I placed under the pillow while she was in the bathroom. It takes a minute before my hand finally closes around it. I hold out my hand between us, the ring sitting on my palm.
"Oh my god, Finn," she whispers, staring at it in awe. The 3-carat solitaire white diamond rests on the open pages of a tiny platinum book. Pink diamonds decorate the edges of the book pave style. It's her. I knew it as soon as I saw it. I paid a small fortune to get it here from California, but it was worth every damn penny to see the look on her face now.
"Say yes, pretty baby. Let me be the lucky motherfucker who gets to love you for the rest of your life," I murmur, slipping the ring onto her hand. It fits her perfectly. "Let me be the man who guards your heart and protects your life with his own, who gives you reasons to smile, and finds ways to make you laugh. Let me be the lucky motherfucker who spends the rest of his life acting out every dirty fantasy you have and discovering new ones with you." I press my forehead to hers, praying she doesn't tell me no. "Let me be your home, pretty baby."
"Yes," she whispers, and then immediately bites her lip. "No. I mean wait! I just have one tiny question first."
"Scarlett," I groan.
"I'm sorry!" she cries. "But it's important."
"Ask it," I growl, my damn heart in my throat.
"How do you feel about spy romance?" she asks.
My gaze runs over her face.
"Because I think mafia romance might be weird now," she whispers. Her lips twitch.
I tip her over backward, making her scream with laughter. "I thought you were going to say no," I growl, prowling over her. "You had my damn heart ready to beat out of my chest, you little minx."
She laughs, looping her arms around my neck. "As if I would ever tell you no, super-spy Finn Taylor. I may be a mess but I'm notthatbig of a mess."
"Thank God for that," I mutter, kissing the shit out of her. And then I hitch her leg over my hip.
"What are you doing?" she asks.
"Getting a head start on these spy romances."
"Oh," she whispers. "Carry on then."
I press my face to her throat, laughing quietly. When I slip inside her, my laughter turns to a groan and then dies completely. I forget how to breathe then. I forget everything but her and how perfect she is.
Epilogue
Scarlett
FiveYearsLater
"The nursing home just called," Maddie says, poking her head into my office.
I glance up from the baby in my arms and groan. "What did she do this time?"
"Apparently, she's absconded."
"She'swhat?"
