“Marry me,” he said.
Marry.
Me.
“Are you serious?” I asked.
He growled, “Fuck it. I’m not asking. I’m telling.”
I giggled, then I vaulted my body into his.
He went back on his ass as his arms wrapped around me, and then he rolled us so I was on the bottom, and he was on top of me.
Then I brought my hands to his face and said, “This is the easiest yes I’ve ever said my ancient artifact.”
He grinned, “Fucking good.”
Then his eyes narrowed, “I’ll show you a fucking ancient artifact.”
Then he slammed his mouth down on mine.
And there, on the mountain top, he made sweet, slow love to me.
And yes... he showed me he definitely wasn’t an ancient artifact.
And when we came together, he took the diamond solitaire out of the pretty blue box and slid it on my finger.
Then he pressed a kiss to it and whispered, “Easiest question I’ve ever asked.”
I grinned, then I teased, “Thought you were demanding it?”
He winked down at me, “I was. But Lila baby, if you had said no, I would have asked. Every. Single. Fucking. Day.”
A Month Later
I placed my hand in Bronson’s, then my other in Cole’s as Madalyn did the same.
Then, as a family, we swayed toRest Your Love On Me by Conway Twitty.
But as the song ended, Cole and Madalyn walked away.
Bronson wrapped me in his arms as the familiar chords toBreathe by Faith Hillplayed around us.
My husband and I swayed.
“I love you,” I whispered up at him.
He winked down at me, “I love you too, wife.”
Bronson
At the knock on the door, I moved to it and opened the door.
And you could have knocked me over with a feather at who I saw standing there.
Well... the people I saw standing there.
“You paid her to drug me. Didn’t you?” I asked in a deadly tone.
