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Everything.

A home. A future. Safety. Love. Adoration. Appreciation. I want her to know she can make as many plans as she wants and I will do everything in my power to make sure they come true.

It’s not until she comes against both my mouth and my fingers that I fill her body with mine, sinking into her slowly so I can savor every sensation. Memorize every sound and every breath.

The round curve of her belly is by no means big, but it’s apparent enough I’m careful not to put pressure on that area as Iangle my body, curling over her as I align my face with hers. “Look at me.”

I wait as her lids flutter open, gaze glazed as it meets mine.

“Again.” I need to hear it. It’s fucking maddening how much I crave those three words from her.

Mariah’s hands tangle in my hair, holding tight as I continue to slowly rock into her. “I love you.” Her fingers trail over my face, my scars. “So much.”

I lean into her touch, the feel of both the past and future on my skin. “I love you.” I wish there were better words. More I could say to make her understand the depth of what I feel for her.

The way she pulled me from the darkness with her light. How her warmth chased away the cold that had surrounded me for years. That she’s given me something to live for. Offered me hope. Reminded me of who I am and what I want to be.

And all I want to be is hers.

I wish I could drag this moment out forever, but it’s too much. So many emotions driving me, pushing me, that I’m on an edge of my own before I see it coming.

There’s no way I’m not falling, the best I can do is try to take her down with me.

“One more.” Settling my hand against her mound, I circle her clit with my thumb. “Come with me.”

I know I’m being demanding tonight, but her admission has me raw. It’s given me a vulnerability I will always fear.

And right now, I need to be reminded that she’s right here. With me. Safe and happy and satisfied.

“Titus.” Mariah’s breathing deepens, chest expanding with each inhale as her spine curves, bringing the temptation of her breasts close enough I can easily draw one into my mouth.

It must be the final part she needed, because her pussy clenches and her thighs jerk, her orgasm sparking mine. Groaning against the hardened nub under my tongue, I sink deep, rocking more than thrusting as my cock jerks inside her.

It’s perfect. She’s perfect.

And I’m an idiot. Because I decide all that perfection makes it the right time to blurt out, “Marry me.”

“How’s it going?” Walker follows me into my office, dropping to one of the seats by my desk. “Anything exciting happen lately?”

I lower into the office chair Mariah got for me, chuckling. “You mean besides announcing to everyone that Mariah and I are together and she’s pregnant with twins?”

“I mean anything that might be connected to the giant diamond on her finger.” Walker grins at me. “Mom’s gonna shit when she sees it.”

“Mom helped me pick it out.”

I may have proposed to Mariah in the heat of the moment, but it wasn’t a snap decision. I’d been thinking about it for a while. Long enough to have researched the best places to find the kind of ring she deserves. Long enough to have ascertained the size it should be and determined the style she was most likely to prefer.

And since I owe my mother everything for bringing Mariah into my life, I wanted to include her in the process of keeping Mariah in my life.

“I know Trevor thinks you pairing up and having kids will get Mom off the rest of our backs, but I’m a little worried it’s just going to encourage her.” He smirks. “I’ll have to make sure I don’t give her any room to try to drop a woman in my lap.”

“I know you think that, but as someone who’s been a little bit of where you are, I gotta tell you, it’s pretty fucking fantastic.” I know Walker carries a lot of baggage relating to the loss of his mother, and I get how it could make him hesitant to let himself get attached to someone. But if I can do it, anyone can.

Hopefully he figures that out one day.

“I’ll take your word for it.” He taps his fingers on the arm ofthe chair, crossing one ankle at his knee. “I know you’ve had a lot going on, but I didn’t know if you’d been able to find anything out about the accident.”

I thought that might be why he was here, and I wish I had better news for him.