Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27313 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 137(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27313 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 137(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
My eyes blur with tears as I take in the scene. Dozens of red roses, the floor scattered with petals, and candles making everything glow warmly. And Sean, the love of my life, his hand held out for me. I step towards him, my heart beating so loud I can barely think.
“What’s all this, Sean?”
He grins as he lowers to one knee, my hand still clutched in his. “Savannah, from the second you spilled your drink all over me, I knew you were mine.”
I laugh, cheeks wet as giddy tears spill over.
“Only mine, sweetness. Forever. Mine to hold, mine to touch, mine to love.”
He pauses, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small velvet box. I’m already nodding, and he hasn’t even asked me anything yet.
“I love you. Every single inch of you. My life has been so much sweeter with you in it. Savannah, will you do me the honor of being my—”
“Yes!”
“Let me ask properly.” Sean laughs. I’m bouncing on my feet, unable to stand still, slapping a hand over my mouth to stifle my squeal as he opens the box. “Will you do me the honor of being my wife? Will you marry me?”
“Of course I will. Oh my god. Yes, yes, yes!” I barrel into him the second he stands up and kiss him halfway through saying yes again. My lips are wet from my tears, murmuring how much I love him against his mouth. He kisses me deeply, tongue swiping against mine and making me moan.
He pulls away too fast, and I pout before I realize that he’s taking my hand to slide the ring on. I gasp as I focus on the ring for the first time. It’s…stunning.
“Oh my god, Sean. It’s beautiful.”
I hold my hand up to my face. The thin gold band fits perfectly, and I have no idea where or how he got my ring measurement. This man still manages to surprise me with how well he knows me.
The center stone is a huge, oval-cut diamond that shines in the candlelight. On either side, little pink stones sit, hugging the diamond. It’s the most gorgeous ring I’ve ever seen and so me that it makes me tear up again.
“Do you like it?” he asks, sounding genuinely concerned. “I would’ve asked you ages ago, but I wanted to find the perfect ring for my perfect girl. But if it’s not, we can keep looking—”
“No!” I shout, hugging my hand to my chest. “It’s incredible. I’m in love with it. Don’t you dare change it.”
He laughs at my argument and nods, taking my hand and kissing my ring finger gently.
“I can’t wait to marry you.” I wrap my arms around his neck and tug him close. “I’ll be Mrs. Sullivan.”
Sean growls at that, grabbing me by the waist and lifting me. Immediately, I wrap my legs around his waist, my heels tumbling off to the floor.
“Now I’m going to fuck my fiancee wearing nothing but that ring,” he growls and I moan in agreement, desperate for him to do just that.
“Mine forever,” I say, claiming him the way he always claims me.
“Always.”
EPILOGUE
SEAN
“Sean, she’s only six months old. She doesn’t need sandals!” My wife giggles as I show her the tiny pair of pink shoes before packing them into the diaper bag.
“We’re near the beach. Of course, she needs sandals.” I give her a wide grin, stepping closer to kiss the top of our baby’s head. She’s fast asleep in her mother’s arms, face pressed against Savannah’s chest. The two most beautiful girls in the world. My chest swells with pride.
“You spoil her rotten,” Savannah teases me, rolling her eyes even as her lips tilt up in a smile.
“Her and her mama,” I answer with a wink.
It’s true. I take every opportunity possible to spoil the hell out of her. Savannah loves it even if she teases me about it. Plus, the tiny pink sandals are so adorable, how was I supposed to resist?
We’re in the Bahamas after all. Our daughter has to be dressed for the beach. True, she’s only six months old and can’t walk yet, but that’s not the point.
God, these girls have turned me into such a sap. Not that I’m complaining. I’ve never been happier.
Ever since we found out Savannah was pregnant on our honeymoon, I’ve doted on our daughter. Savannah has given me the most precious gift, our little family, and I intend to make sure she and our daughter always know just how incredibly grateful I am for them both.
Nothing compares to being Savannah’s husband or Sophia’s dad. No amount of career success or money even comes close to the utter joy and love they bring.
Savannah sways side to side, keeping the baby settled in her arms. She’s an incredible mother, a total natural. I didn’t think it was possible to love her more than I already did, but seeing her with our child is like all my wildest dreams come true.