“Another ring?” she said as he lowered her to the ground.
“But not for your finger,” he said as opened his fist to reveal the diamond hoop.
“That’s a wicked gift.”
“And the first of many, I suspect,” Diego suggested.
She stared in wonder as he slipped the fabulous jeweled band onto her marriage finger. She’d never owned such fabulous jewels before. She’d never owned anything before. She’d never experienced such wicked sex before. She’d never been loved before. “I don’t know what to say,” she admitted.
“How about, I love you?” he suggested with a wry smile.
And then he devoured her with kisses and gave her all the pleasure she could wish for, and when he finally released her, he got down on one knee. Taking both her hands in his, he asked, “What have I done to deserve this?”
“Been a very bad boy?” she suggested.
As Diego grinned, she saw the love she’d been searching for all her life reflected in his eyes. “I love you with all my heart,” she said, “and I promise I will learn to be a lady.”
“Don’t you dare change into anything,” he insisted. “Ladies don’t do this, or this—”
“Diego!”
“Don’t change a single thing,” he whispered against her mouth an instant before he took her again, “because I love you just the way you are.”
