The Proposal Read Online Adriana Locke

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Funny, Sports Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 87255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 436(@200wpm)___ 349(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
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“That’s not the point.”

“He’s under an NDA. He won’t tell anyone how you sound when you’re moaning my name and begging me to fuck you harder.”

“Stop it.”

His chuckle grows louder.

“Looks like I can’t go home now,” I say, shrugging. “I’m just going to have to stay here and avoid the humiliation.”

“Hey.” He moves so he can look me in the eye. “There’s not a damn thing for you to be humiliated about. You are every man’s dream.”

“I wish.” I press my cheek against him again. “I’m resolved to having fake marriages and negotiating pregnancies like it’s currency.”

He pulls me to him. “Stop it.”

I blow out an exasperated breath. “I don’t want to go home, Renn. Don’t make me.”

“I’m not making you. I’ll stay here with you. We can just become beach bums. You might have to go pro with your surfing to feed us.”

“Or we can video ourselves having sex and sell it online.”

“Excuse me? No one is seeing you naked besides me. Ever. Got it?”

I still at the insinuation. No one is seeing me naked besides him. Ever. That would mean …

“I don’t think I can promise you that,” I say carefully. “Four months from now when I’m replaying this afternoon, I might need to find someone to give me a hand.”

“Call me.”

I tuck my chin so he can’t feel me grin. “Oh, you’ll be busy, I’m sure. I don’t want to be needy.”

“You don’t want to be needy now?” He tickles me until I sit up. “You were awfully damn needy today, begging me to fuck you harder. And the night before when you told me exactly how you wanted my cock.”

I laugh, straddling him. His cock twitches beneath the blankets.

He takes my hands and laces his fingers through mine. He’s so handsome propped up against a set of white pillows with a sleepy smile.

“Well, if that’s needy, I’m needy then,” I say. “I have a lot more ideas on how I want your cock.”

He smirks. “I think I need to add an addendum to our agreement.”

“You do?”

“Yeah. I get the first call you make when you want fucked for the rest of your life.”

I gasp. “What if I’m married to someone else?”

“I suppose I’ll have to be good enough, so you won’t want to marry anyone else.”

He squeezes my hands.

The energy between us changes—softens. He plays with my fingers, twirling my ring around my finger.

An elephant sits next to the llama in the corner, and neither of us knows how to address it.

“We go home tomorrow,” I say simply. “Back to real life.”

“Does this mean our honeymoon is over?”

I laugh. “Technically, yeah. I guess it does.”

“So I guess there are paparazzi camped out across the street from your house. Foxx told me today. We need to figure out how to get your stuff from your place to mine.”

I groan, rolling off him.

“Our security team can do it,” he says. “Or Ella, maybe, if you’d rather. I’d probably still want to send someone with her, though.”

My head starts to hurt.

This is reality, the thing I’ve been avoiding. The thing I’ve been dreading.

Just how different will my life be now?

I take a deep breath. “I don’t need a ton of stuff. I mean, I can get things as I need them. There’s no sense in moving everything out when I’m just going to be moving everything back.”

He nods, not looking at me.

“And I don’t want security all the time, Renn. Honestly, I don’t. I can’t live like that.”

Slowly, he faces me. “I have to keep you safe. And until I know that you’ll be left alone, I can’t risk someone doing anything to you.”

The tenderness in his eyes slays me. It cuts me right to the core. I wrap my arms around his neck and lay on top of him, burrowing my face between his collar and jaw.

He rubs my back, pressing me against him like he’s afraid I might get up.

“How do I make this easier for you, cutie? What can I do to make you happy?”

I smile softly. “Let’s not go home. Let’s stay in our honeymoon bubble and pretend nothing else matters. I like the beach bum idea.”

“Well, we still have to go home and tell everyone goodbye. I need to cancel my contract with the Royals. Tell my dad to fuck off. You know—the usual.” He wraps both arms around me. “Do you like it here that much? Would you really want to live here, or are you being dramatic?”

I ponder his question, unsure about what I mean.

Do I like it here because he’s here with me? Because there’s no stress between us, only stress against us? Would I want to be here alone? Without him?

“If it were like this? I’d stay here in a heartbeat,” I say, finally. “All I have at home is Brock and Ella, and I’m sure they’d come to visit. I don’t know how I’d make a living or if I could afford it. But if life was like it has been the past couple of days …” I shrug. “It’s been the best days of my life.”


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