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“Come here.”
“Where?”
He reaches for my waist, pulling me on top of him.
“Here?” I grin, straddling his chest and combing my fingers through my hair.
Koen’s gaze affixes to my breasts. “Not quite.” His hands grip my hips, scooting me lower until his erection slides between my legs.
I lift an eyebrow.
He grins. “Baby, can you be quiet this time?” His hips lift until he’s inside of me.
I bite my bottom lip to suppress my moan before relinquishing a tiny nod. My hands rest on his chest as I move slowly with him. I have a beautiful ring on my finger, a future far beyond my simple dreams, and a man who has redefined love for me. This life is everything.
CHAPTER THIRTY
LIFE IS ETERNAL, EVEN IF LIVING IS NOT.
I findmy parents and Koen laughing and chatting in the kitchen after I shower. This guy …
Who meets a woman’s parents, proposes, makes her cry out in bed, and saunters downstairs for breakfast without a care in the world?
My future husband. That’s who.
“Are you feeding my sausage-eating fiancé oatmeal and blueberries?” I grin, sliding into the nook next to him.
My parents, wrapped in matching white robes, laugh.
When I make eye contact with my mom, she smirks.
Oh god … she heard.
“I just asked your mom and dad where they get their protein.”
My dad winks at me while drinking what looks like a large glass of celery juice.
“Yeah. I’m sure you were.” I rest my hand on his leg and lean in to kiss him.
Excitement radiates from my parents. I love that they’re so happy for us and not upset that we were a bit loud last night.
“I think I’m going to show Koen around town today since I want to run a few errands,” I announce, reaching for the cup of tea Mom made for me.
“Sorry. I already invited him to work with me. I have a new growing medium I want to show him.” Dad eyes me like he’s called dibs.
Koen shrugs. “Sorry, babe. Maybe tomorrow?”
“Fine,” I fake grumble. “What about you, Mom?”
“Sorry, love. I have a consult in an hour. Maybe we can meet for lunch? In fact,” she glances at her watch, “I need to get dressed and get going. Why don’t you drop me off, and then you can use my car today.”
“Sounds great.” I give Koen one last kiss. “Don’t have too much fun playing in the dirt with my dad.”
He winks.
“If I can shift a few things in my schedule this afternoon, we can pop into a few bridal stores,” Mom suggests, rinsing her glass at the sink.
Koen beams. There’s no other word.
