Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26508 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26508 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Lennox sighed. “I figured as much. Forget the press conference, we’ll put out a statement.” He unfolded from the chair, straightened his suit jacket, and buttoned it. “At least I don’t have to warn you not to do it again.”
“True.” I was off the market. A grin split my face as I thought about the ring I was going to put on my woman’s finger tonight.
“Welcome to the club,” Lennox quipped before lifting his chin in farewell and strolling out of my office.
Well, that went better than expected.
“Dia duit, lass,” I greeted Lorna as I walked up behind her in the kitchen. She was standing at the counter pouring two goblets of wine. I was always hard around my girl, but when my eyes dropped to the jeans molded to her legs—making her ass look like a gift from heaven—and a loose top that dipped in the back, showing off her freckled, porcelain skin, my cock turned to stone.
I slid my arms around her, inhaling deeply and filling my lungs with her sweet scent. Her hair was in some kind of twist that hung down the side, making it easy for me to brush my lips over a sensitive spot on the back of her neck.
She relaxed back into me and tilted her head so she could look up. “Welcome home.”
I kissed her soundly, then grinned. “I fucking love hearing you call this home. Knowing I get to go to bed holding you in my arms every night and wake up to your gorgeous face in the morning.”
Lorna giggled. “We already spent every night together, Cole.”
“Yeah, but all your stuff wasn’t here, and now you have no commute to take you away from me.”
She beamed and placed her palm on my cheek. “I don’t want to be away from you, Cole. I’m yours.”
All my carefully laid plans for the night went out the window when she smiled up at me with so much love in her deep green eyes.
I slipped my hand into the pocket of my slacks and took out the little black box that had been burning a hole in it. Lorna gasped and covered her mouth with her hands when I put my arms around her and flipped the lid, revealing a sparkling diamond engagement ring. Without saying anything, I took it out and pried her left hand away from her face so I could slip the ring on her fourth finger.
She admired it for a second, then wiggled around in my embrace so we were facing each other. “Are you asking me to marry you?”
I frowned and shook my head. “No.”
Lorna’s lips pursed as she peered up at me. “But you just put a ring on my finger…”
“Because we are getting married, lass. There is no question. I love you, and I’m not letting you go.”
She narrowed her eyes, looking as if she might argue, but then sighed and giggled. “I guess I shouldn’t be surprised you’re being so—” She stopped suddenly, and her mouth dropped open. “You love me?” she gasped.
“Of course, I love you,” I grumbled. Then I realized… “Well, shit. I’m such an ass. I’ve never told you in English.”
Her brows dipped in confusion. “You told me in another language?”
I laughed and picked her up, setting her on the counter and standing between her legs. “The first time we slept together,” I reminded her. “Grá mo chroí thú.”
Lorna’s lips curled into a sweet smile. “You already knew you loved me that night?”
I brushed a soft kiss over her lips and murmured, “I’ve loved you since the moment I saw you in the club, lass.”
“I love you, too. And yes, I’ll marry you.”
“Damn straight,” I growled before sealing my mouth over hers. Her honey taste exploded on my tongue, and I was suddenly ravenous. My hands cupped her ass, and I dragged her to the edge of the counter so my hard-on was cradled tightly in the apex of her thighs. Then I plunged my fingers into her hair and angled her head so I could deepen the kiss.
Eventually, I tore my mouth away and kissed a path along her jaw and down her throat while my hands grasped her hips. “I had the perfect evening all planned out,” I mumbled against her heated skin. Lorna bent her head back, giving me better access. “I was going to make you a romantic dinner, then take you for a walk along the beach and give you the ring, then we’d come home and I’d make love to my fiancée.”
“Sounds like a great plan,” she panted, curling her legs around my hips and fisting her hands in the sides of my shirt.
“Then I saw your sexy ass and all that smooth skin on display. I smelled your honey and said the only other words besides I love you that will always make me desperate to be inside you.”