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Oh. My. Goodness.
They’re perfect. Firm and soft and unbelievably delicious.
The electricity between us sparks and fires and lights up every nerve-ending like a Las Vegas light show.
Easton takes control, angling my head and deepening the kiss, and I think time and space cease to exist.
I run my hands through his hair as I press myself up against him, wanting to feel him, more of him, every inch of him. His erection presses against me, and I moan.
He licks into my mouth and, I swear to God, growls as he leans me back against the railing. Growls. Like his reaction is visceral. Primal.
“Easton,” I whisper against his lips, dragging myself out of this lust-filled haze. “What... what are we doing?”
E takes a step back and looks at me for a charged fucking minute, then grabs my face again and crushes his lips to mine. “What I’ve wanted to do for-fucking-ever.”
Good enough for me.
I wrap my arms around his broad shoulders and cling to him, like I’m scared if I let go, this daydream will end and reality will come crashing down on us like the water in that fountain.
“I’m so fucking tired of acting like I’m just your friend, princess.” He takes my mouth in a desperate kiss.
“Tired of acting like you’re not my girl.” One strong arm slides around the center of my back and presses us impossibly closer together.
“Like I don’t want you. Like I haven’t always fucking wanted you.”
Holy hotness wrapped up in a hockey-player package.
I’m pretty sure I just soaked my panties.
“Easton...” My hands claw at the front of his shirt, refusing to allow any space between us.
“Tell me you feel this too. Tell me it’s not one-sided and I didn’t just make a fool out of myself.”
I run my teeth over my bottom lip and try to force the words to come out of my mouth, but nothing happens. I stand there in front of this fountain in Vegas with this beautiful man, shocked to my core. “Easton... I...”
Words escape me, so instead I tug the front of his shirt and pull his face down to mine.
He presses his lips to my forehead, and I slide my hands up the length of his neck to his face and hold him there.
“You gonna break my heart, princess?”
“God, Easton. Do you really not know?” I close my eyes and decide there’s no going back now. “It’s you. It’s always been you, and it’s going to always be you. I have loved you... God, I’ve loved you for as long as I can remember. I want to be old and gray and sitting on our porch one day a million years from now, surrounded by all our grandchildren who love to skate.”
He swallows a deep breath and smiles against my skin. “Hockey skates or figure skates?”
“Mine are better. Sharper,” I tease.
“Promise me something, baby,”
“Anything.” I pull back and look deep into those green eyes that are growing darker by the minute.
“When we’re old and gray, you’ve gotta let me die first, okay? Because I don’t think I’d ever survive without knowing you were breathing on this Earth.”
I run my fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck and tug. “How about I promise that when we’re really old we’ll die in bed together like that couple in the movie you used to hate. The one Kenzie and I use to watch all the time. I’ll let you go first, but I’m gonna follow you, okay?”
“You sure, Lindy?” The look on his face makes me hesitate for a second.
“Marry me, Easton.”
