in. The lounge is luxurious, the view is
breathtaking, this massive place to ourselves, its decadence. I start to climb
and feel a little light-headed due to the height. I make it to the enclosed
section, and there he is.
Magnetic
energy pulling me closer. The tux, I can’t breathe. I swear I feel faint. He’s
the epitome of perfection, the sexy look of a master of seductions.
“You
made it.”
My
heart fails to beat at his smile, the full on double dimples, his messy waves,
he’s the definition of sex. “How could I not?” Shyly looking into his eyes.
“Six?”
he asks. Looking at the flowers handing me the final six. A perfect dozen.
“Thank
you, thank you for everything.” Is all I can manage.
He
nods. “Love is not about finding the perfect person, it’s about finding the
imperfect person that’s perfect you for.”
I gaze
into his eyes.
“Uncle
Mac,” he says, and we both smile in gentle memory of his true father.
“And
here you are.” Exchanging glances.
“Closer,
baby.” Reaching out to take both hands.
“My
mother would have loved you,” he says, as tears run down my cheeks, he takes
his thumb and gently wipes them away. Then kneels, one knee.
Oh God.
Looks into my eyes, hands held tight, he looks up to me.
“I
promise to remind you every day, that falling in love with you has changed me
into the man I always wanted to be. I promise to grow to love you more each
day, because true love has no ending.”
I’m
shaking, as he attempts to calm me by running his thumbs back and forth over my
hands.
“You’ve
given me the ability and willingness to give myself to you, all of me. Starting
at forever and ending at never.” He pauses, swallowing an emotional sensation
as he briefly bows his head, then quickly recovers.
“Bryer
Reid, I will love you until my dying breath, will you marry me?”
“I’ll
marry you.” The words come so fast, his smile shows of pride as he slowly rises
to meet mine.
He’s
holding a beautiful baby blue box, he opens it, Inside sits a large yellow
princess-cut diamond, a golden band with canary-yellow diamonds circling it.
“Allow me.” And he slides it on my finger.
My eyes
suddenly sweep to his.
“You’re
my heart’s desire, my everything, my life, and keeper of my heart. I love you.”
Leaving
me speechless. “This will not be a long engagement.” I jump into his arms and
kiss him with all the passion I have for this man. Damn, my man.
Chapter Thirteen
~Nathan~
Waving
the electronic card in front of the sensor, I hear the door unlock to our
suite. I look down at my new fiancée and take her hand. What a thrill it is to
say that in my head, what it will feel like to actually speak the words at
loud.
Kicking
the door shut, I lock it with one hand, never releasing hers. Immediately
pulling her in absorbing the feel of her. Focusing on the sensation of her full
lips soft under mine. Heart stopping sexy, she’s so damn potent. I feel
my man card slightly slipping away in exchange for two hearts becoming one. I
never thought that would be me. But here I am.
“In my
sex fantasy,” I start, unable to control my smile.
“Yes go
on.” A plea in her eyes.
“I have
your body as mine, all mine. Doing wicked things that will have you falling
apart at the seams.” Attempting to control my primitive maleness. This is not a
fuck you against the wall kind of night I tell my cock.
I
smother her with passionate kisses, as if heaven itself is in my arms. Pulling
her towards the bed, where I purposely stage a few novelties. “Let me undress
you.”
Her
only response is a nod.
I feel
the texture of her silk dress the pure delicate material under my fingertips,
then falling from her shoulders pooling at her feet. “My sweet girl just
transformed into a vixen.” Placing a wet kiss on her bare shoulder.
She
inhales and takes a small step back. “I always wanted to do this.” As she
reaches up and slowly releases my bow tie,
breathtaking, this massive place to ourselves, its decadence. I start to climb
and feel a little light-headed due to the height. I make it to the enclosed
section, and there he is.
Magnetic
energy pulling me closer. The tux, I can’t breathe. I swear I feel faint. He’s
the epitome of perfection, the sexy look of a master of seductions.
“You
made it.”
My
heart fails to beat at his smile, the full on double dimples, his messy waves,
he’s the definition of sex. “How could I not?” Shyly looking into his eyes.
“Six?”
he asks. Looking at the flowers handing me the final six. A perfect dozen.
“Thank
you, thank you for everything.” Is all I can manage.
He
nods. “Love is not about finding the perfect person, it’s about finding the
imperfect person that’s perfect you for.”
I gaze
into his eyes.
“Uncle
Mac,” he says, and we both smile in gentle memory of his true father.
“And
here you are.” Exchanging glances.
“Closer,
baby.” Reaching out to take both hands.
“My
mother would have loved you,” he says, as tears run down my cheeks, he takes
his thumb and gently wipes them away. Then kneels, one knee.
Oh God.
Looks into my eyes, hands held tight, he looks up to me.
“I
promise to remind you every day, that falling in love with you has changed me
into the man I always wanted to be. I promise to grow to love you more each
day, because true love has no ending.”
I’m
shaking, as he attempts to calm me by running his thumbs back and forth over my
hands.
“You’ve
given me the ability and willingness to give myself to you, all of me. Starting
at forever and ending at never.” He pauses, swallowing an emotional sensation
as he briefly bows his head, then quickly recovers.
“Bryer
Reid, I will love you until my dying breath, will you marry me?”
“I’ll
marry you.” The words come so fast, his smile shows of pride as he slowly rises
to meet mine.
He’s
holding a beautiful baby blue box, he opens it, Inside sits a large yellow
princess-cut diamond, a golden band with canary-yellow diamonds circling it.
“Allow me.” And he slides it on my finger.
My eyes
suddenly sweep to his.
“You’re
my heart’s desire, my everything, my life, and keeper of my heart. I love you.”
Leaving
me speechless. “This will not be a long engagement.” I jump into his arms and
kiss him with all the passion I have for this man. Damn, my man.
Chapter Thirteen
~Nathan~
Waving
the electronic card in front of the sensor, I hear the door unlock to our
suite. I look down at my new fiancée and take her hand. What a thrill it is to
say that in my head, what it will feel like to actually speak the words at
loud.
Kicking
the door shut, I lock it with one hand, never releasing hers. Immediately
pulling her in absorbing the feel of her. Focusing on the sensation of her full
lips soft under mine. Heart stopping sexy, she’s so damn potent. I feel
my man card slightly slipping away in exchange for two hearts becoming one. I
never thought that would be me. But here I am.
“In my
sex fantasy,” I start, unable to control my smile.
“Yes go
on.” A plea in her eyes.
“I have
your body as mine, all mine. Doing wicked things that will have you falling
apart at the seams.” Attempting to control my primitive maleness. This is not a
fuck you against the wall kind of night I tell my cock.
I
smother her with passionate kisses, as if heaven itself is in my arms. Pulling
her towards the bed, where I purposely stage a few novelties. “Let me undress
you.”
Her
only response is a nod.
I feel
the texture of her silk dress the pure delicate material under my fingertips,
then falling from her shoulders pooling at her feet. “My sweet girl just
transformed into a vixen.” Placing a wet kiss on her bare shoulder.
She
inhales and takes a small step back. “I always wanted to do this.” As she
reaches up and slowly releases my bow tie,
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