“Get used to it,” I told her.
Lauren and I didn’t fight very often, but I refused to hold back when I saw something that I knew should be hers.
It would suck.
“Can we manage to keep the gift purchases down to once a month?” she asked sweetly.
“I suppose I could do that most of the time,” I conceded unhappily.
The truth was, I never wanted to do anything that made Lauren unhappy or uncomfortable.
We hadn’t really been together for that long.
She’d get used to the whole billionaire thing eventually.
“Have I told you what an amazing man you are today?” she asked.
Hell, I was probably starting to get conceited because she told me that so damn often.
Still…
“Maybe you told me earlier,” I grumbled.
A guy could never hear the woman he cared about say that often enough.
“You’re the most incredible guy I’ve ever known,” she told me.
I grinned like a fool as I tightened my arm around her, acknowledging to myself that since I’d met her, I was actually discovering what happiness meant.
Yeah, I’d once said that peace and normality was enough, but that was before I’d known Lauren.
It had taken an incredible woman to make me realize that solitude wasn’t really for me.
In a matter of weeks, she’d become necessary to my happiness.
I didn’t really want to bejust datinganymore.
I wanted to be with her whenever possible.
I wanted to sleep in the same bed every night instead of just on the weekends.
For the first time in my life, I wanted a real partner, someone who was in my life, in my home, and in my bed.
If I thought she’d say yes, I would have asked her to move in with me already.
I also would have put an enormous diamond on her finger instead of just sapphires around her neck.
Lauren was mine, and she was always going to be mine.
I saw no reason to delay something that was definitely going to happen in the future.
But I was a rational guy, and I knew it was way too soon to spring the idea of marriage on Lauren.
The last thing I needed was to screw up my chances of her giving me the answer I wanted.
I knew she eventually wanted a husband.
She’d also mentioned wanting kids, so I knew she wasn’t going to object to that either.
