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“Anything you need help with?” Gage asked, a wrinkle popping up in the middle of his brow as he studied his friend.
“Nah, I think I have it covered.” Cole shook his head. “At least, I hope so.”
He shooed us inside before leaving, and finally, Gage and I were alone. He didn’t waste any time wrapping his arms around me and dipping his head low to capture my lips in a deep kiss. When he finally lifted his head again, he rasped, “I love you so fucking much, Rory.”
My heart swelled at his declaration. “I love you, too.”
“You better, baby.” He brushed his lips over mine again. “Because I have no doubt that you were meant to be mine, and I can’t wait for us to spend the rest of our lives together.”
I loved how he had no problem talking about our future together, but I wouldn’t be the woman he loved if I didn’t take the opportunity to tease him about his non-proposal. Especially after I caved so quickly to his demand that I move in with him. “I’m not sure I can agree to that until I have a ring on my finger.”
“Then I guess it’s a good thing I already put a call into the jeweler Rhodes and Brady used when they popped the question to their women.” He flashed me a cocky smirk. “’Cause we both know that the whole proposal thing is merely a formality. You’re gonna marry me, even if I have to withhold orgasms from you again to get you to say yes sooner rather than later.”
Only a couple of days later, I accepted his ring…before he finally let me have a mind-blowing orgasm.
EPILOGUE
GAGE
“Happy Valentine’s Day, nerd,” I whispered in Rory’s ear as I curled my arm around and held a brightly wrapped gift in front of her.
Rory giggled and grabbed the present, holding it to her chest as she spun around to face me. “Happy Valentine’s Day!”
“Open it,” I told her with a grin.
“Twist my arm,” she snarked with another giggle. After yanking off the bow, she owned the box, then dropped it once she’d pulled out the contents. It was a red T-shirt with a gaming joke to go with her collection.
Why I lose at gaming:
My team partners: 52%
The game: 27%
My mouse: 12%
My keyboard: 8%
My fault: 1%
Rory burst out laughing and threw her arms around me. “I love it.”
“I love you,” I murmured before taking her lips in a deep kiss.
“I love you, too, geek,” she breathed when we came up for air. “Want to know what I got you for Valentine’s Day?”
“I feel like the gallant thing to say is that all I need is you. But I never claimed to be chivalrous. And I’m rooting for some barely-there, lacy red lingerie.”
Rory laughed, her hazel eyes twinkling merrily. “Why don’t you waltz your cute butt into the living room and wait for me?”
“Oh, baby,” I growled, “you’re gonna end up with a red ass to match that lingerie.”
“Promises, promises,” she sing-songed as she sashayed off toward the bedroom.
I exhaled slowly, trying to calm down as I ambled into the living room. Candles spread throughout the space cast a soft glow that enhanced the moonlight coming in from the glass walls that looked out over Central Park.
My lips curved into a smile when I spotted the Thai food on the coffee table, along with two beers.
“I thought I’d recreate our first date, but I got a new jersey.”
