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“Are you going to tell me where we will be landing?” she asked.
“Nope,” I replied with a grin and stood up to pull my jeans back on.
“But I am going to know when we step off the plane,” she pointed out.
She was right. It wouldn’t take her long to figure it out. I picked up her panties and bent down to help her slip them back on. Stopping only once to place a kiss to her stomach. I watched her shimmy back into that romper, and I wasn’t sure she was going to get to wear that again. I didn’t like the fact that her ass was barely covered.
Taking her hand, I led her back to our seats and buckled her up. She looked up at me, and I held her gaze.
“Remember that bucket list of yours?” I asked.
Understanding lit in those green depths. “We’re going to New York City?” She breathed the words.
“We have tickets toPhantom of the Operatonight.”
The elation on her face made me wish I’d bought out the entire fucking theater. She threw her arms around my neck.
“But you hate New York City,” she said, starting to pull back.
I pressed a kiss to her lips. “Sweetheart, anything that makes you this fucking happy and gets you to smile at me like that, I adore. And it’s a first. I’m getting all the fucking firsts I can with you.”
“I love you,” she said, kissing my mouth, cheeks, and chin. Then, she sat back and squealed with delight, looking out the window.
Aspen was wrapped in the silk robe I’d had delivered to our suite, standing out on the balcony, taking in the lights of the city. I hadn’t seen much ofPhantom of the Operabecause my complete attention had been on her. Watching her expressions. Committing them to memory. I stepped outside, dressed in only a pair of sweatpants.
She smirked as her gaze trailed down my body.
“Enjoying the view?” I asked her.
“Which one? The city or you?”
“Both?” I asked.
“Yes, most definitely.”
She looked back at the city that never slept. Thankfully, we were up high enough that the noise wasn’t so bad at night. “It’s as magical as I thought it would be. You were wrong.”
I laughed, stepping up beside her. “With you in it, sure it is.”
She glanced up at me with that sweet, shy smile that did me in every time. I moved back and lowered myself until I was on one knee. Her smile fell away as she watched me. I pulled the small box out of my pocket and kept my focus on her face. Her eyes widened, and her full lips opened slightly.
I lifted the ring from the box and held it. “Aspen Chance, will you marry me?”
Her eyes shifted from the ring to me and back. It felt like a million years as I watched her.
She placed a hand on her chest. “That’s real, and you’re serious,” she whispered.
“I’ve never been more serious,” I assured her.
“You’re sure? You want me? Just me?”
I knew her doubts were there because I’d fucking put them there. I hated hearing them come from her mouth.
“It will only be you. In this life, and if there are more lives, then those too. Just. You. This is anotheronlyI intend to claim with you.”
Her hand moved to cover her mouth as she let out a sob, and then she smiled through her tears. “Yes.”
I stood up and took her hand from her mouth. “I need your finger, sweetheart.”
