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‘Deal,’ he murmurs, kissing my forehead, my cheek, my lips. ‘You know I’ll give you anything you want. But I need you to give me something in return.’
I look down at our daughter, then meet his eye. ‘I just did.’
‘Marry me.’ His voice cracks with emotion.
Typical Cole. It’s not a question. It’s a demand. But one I don’t mind meeting.
‘Yes.’ His lips meet mine, our tears mingling.
Our family.
Our future.
And for the first time in my life—I understand my family’s possessiveness. The smothering. The intensity. Because nothing in the world could prepare me for how much I would love my daughter.
Or my new fiancé.
THE END
