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He struggled mightily with trying to wait for her to find release first. Desperately, his thumb searched out her swollen clit and rubbed it. She felt the wave of an orgasm rising. Apparently he felt it too because he pulled out and slammed back into her, causing them both to come. She felt each throb of his shaft as he emptied himself inside her. Her mouth found his in the dark and she kissed him until her lips were almost raw.

She managed to get him to slowly move onto his back so she could keep them connected. She rested her head on his shoulder.

“Stay, just like this,” she whispered.

“Not going anywhere,” he assured her. “Not going anywhere at all.”

Chapter 38

Chris let her sleep to the wee hours, cuddled into his side. God, he missed the feeling of her lying next to him in bed. Before dawn, he leaned over her and brushed his lips against her ear. “Wake up, Slick.” She stirred but didn’t open her eyes. Undeterred, he tried again. “Come on,” he prodded.

“What?” she mumbled.

“One last ride through the stars,” he replied.

It was cold and Sarah had put on her warmest coat and a pair of gloves for good measure. With winter moving in on them, it would be a while before they’d be able to ride again. Even though the temperatures in October weren’t that bad, the crazy South Dakota wind had to have its say.

Chris pulled the bike over at the same spot and killed the engine. Sarah took off her helmet, sat it on the seat, and swung her leg over the back. It was still dark and the stars were amazing. On the horizon there was only a tiny hint of a sunrise.

As she looked out over the landscape, he wrapped his arms around her from behind and nuzzled her ear. “I lied,” he murmured.

“About what?”

“I told you when it was safe, I’d let you go. But I couldn’t do it.”

He let go of her and dug into his pocket. He produced a small velvet box and stepped around in front of her, handing it to her. “I was coming to get you in a few weeks.”

Sarah’s breath caught as she opened it. In the light of the nearly full moon, a small ring glittered. It was a platinum band. Nestled in a circle of small diamonds, was a larger stone. It was blue with six white lines crisscrossed just off center.

“I told the lady how much you love the stars. It’s called a star sapphire.”

“It’s so beautiful,” she whispered, and attempted to pluck it from the box.

“No,” Chris said suddenly, covering her hand with his. She looked up at him confused as he took the box from her. “I always said if I did this I was only going to do it once and do it the right way.” He got down on one knee in front of her. He took the ring from the box, slid the box into his pocket, and reached for her hand.

“Sarah. I lied about something else. But not to you. I told Tex I couldn’t live without you. Turns out, I can. But it’s not much of a life. I don’t eat much, mostly because I’m the one cooking it.” She laughed through her tears. “My woman’s not in our bed, curled up against me, so I don’t sleep as well. And sometimes I just want to get on the bike and ride through the stars, but there’s no one to share the view with. I need you, Sarah. I have a life, such as it is, but I want a better one. I want my life with you. Forever. Will you marry me?”

Sarah sobbed and wiped the tears away with both hands.

He smiled. “Baby, is that yes?”

She nodded, enthusiastically, trying to catch her breath. “Yes. Yes!”

He slid the ring onto her finger and stood up. His mouth came down on hers as he held her against him.

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Sarah dropped her jacket on the chair as they entered the house. She caught Chris by the arm as he walked past. “Chris?”

“Yeah, babe?”

“Will you call the boys? For pancakes?”

He grinned and dug out his cell phone as she set about gathering ingredients and setting them on the kitchen island.

Easy was the first to arrive, since he lived just next door. He smiled when he saw Sarah in Chris’s kitchen. He came around the island and stopped a few feet from her. “So can I get a hug?” he asked.

She grinned and threw herself at him. He held her tightly, rubbing her back. “Missed your pancakes,” he whispered in her ear and she laughed and hugged him harder.

Jimmy and Chris set the table and Sarah stack up pancakes by the dozen onto serving plates. Tex breezed in. “Something sure smells good,” he announced. “Guess that’s how I know we got our little woman back.”

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