Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27953 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27953 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
He gripped her hand and pressed a kiss to the inside of her wrist. “Not going to happen. I love you and I will never do anything to break your heart.”
He saw the smile on her lips even as she tried to bite them to stop herself from doing it.
“You like that?”
“Oh, David, I like you a hell of a lot.”
“Just like?” He gritted his teeth as he felt her toes against his ankle.
“You know I love you more than anything and I will do anything for you.”
Locking their fingers together, he stared into her eyes. There was no other woman that could make him feel this way just from playing footsie under the table.
“You know I would do anything for you as well, Lisabeth.”
“Good. Then you’ll consider being nice to Mason and allowing Rachel and him to come to dinner Sunday?”
He groaned. She was using her powers over him and he fucking loved it.
“Come on, David, you know you want to. She’s your daughter, who you love more than anything else in the world.”
“Wrong. I love you as well.”
“But it’s different and I know for a fact she just wants her dad. So please, for me.”
“Fine, I’ll do it for you.”
“Great.”
He hadn’t thought of doing this here, now. He’d bought the ring and was going to propose to her in the way she deserved, but as he stared at her he was overcome with the need to do it now. “Marry me.” He pulled out the velvet box with the engagement ring and showed it to her. God, he should have waited, but he couldn’t. With Lisabeth it seemed things moved at lightspeed.
Her mouth fell open and he smiled.
“I guess I took you by surprise.” Hell, it took him by surprise, too. He did have an entire big speech planned and hoped to tell her how he felt but right now, he felt like he’d completely fucked up.
“You’re sure you want to marry me?”
“Yes. This is me proving to you, Lisabeth, that I don’t want anyone else. I don’t want anything like that. I want you, just you.”
“That’s a ring.” She took a deep breath and he saw the tears in her eyes.
“Yes, it’s a ring.” He stared at her, wondering if he’d gotten everything completely wrong. She was suddenly nodding her head.
“What?” he asked.
“Yes, yes, I’ll marry you.”
“Yes?”
She kept nodding and tears spilled down her cheeks. He saw they’d gotten some attention from fellow diners but he didn’t care. All that mattered was getting his ring on her finger.
Removing the diamond ring, he slid it on and was amazed at how truly perfect it fit.
He’d picked the right ring for her.
Pressing a kiss to her ring, he then kissed her lips.
A round of applause erupted in the restaurant and, breaking from the kiss, she pressed her face against his chest.
“She’s going to be my wife,” he said.
“Did you have to say that?”
“I want everyone in the world to know that I have found the love of my life, finally, and not only that, I’m going to marry her.”
“And you still want more kids?” she asked.
“Do you want kids?”
“Yes. My feelings haven’t changed.”
“Then we can have as many kids as you want.” Gripping her waist, he pulled her in close and took possession of her lips. She really was perfection, and now she belonged to him.
Epilogue
Two months later
Lisabeth exhaled and leaned back in the leather chair, staring at the computer screen in her office. She was finishing up her last course of summer classes, and although she was excited about her internship ending and being able to focus on the last leg of her studies, she knew she’d miss seeing David at work every day.
At the thought of him she turned and looked down the hallway to the open doorway of his office. She’d moved into his house just last month, made it her own, and she loved it. And although only two months after they had decided that’s the route they wanted to go, Lisabeth couldn’t deny she was happy and felt like she was right where she was supposed to be.
She stood and made her way down the hallway and into his office, leaning against the door frame and watching as he worked. She loved him when he was in his element, his attention on the computer in front of him, papers strewn all about the desk. He was focused on the task at hand, but then again, that’s what he had to do, how he had to be in order to run a successful multimillion dollar business.
“Hey, you,” she said and smiled when he looked up at her. That stern focus on his expression changed as happiness took over.
“Hey,” he said in a husky, deep voice. She stepped inside and made her way toward him. He enveloped her instantly, and she sat on his lap, molding herself to his hard, big body. “You’re feeling okay?” he asked softly.