Love Unwritten (Lakefront Billionaires, #2)

by Lauren Asher

“If it wasn’t obvious, then let me make myself perfectly clear. You’re mine, Elle. In every sense of the word, from here on out, because I love you.”

He is right. Unlike my other songs, this one is happy. Hopeful even. Like a never-ending epilogue of our unfinished love story. A love story that has only just begun, with the best parts still left to be written.

I don’t know if I’ve ever missed someone like this before—in fact, I know I haven’t. Not even when Hillary left me. Sure, I missed my ex-wife, but it wasn’t like this. I wasn’t driven to madness in her absence, nor was I hit with a daily urge to leave my job behind and follow her around.

One day, I’ll marry this man, and no one will stop me. Not even him.

“Having a girl may kill me in the process, but I’d want one…in the future.” My heart jolts. “You do?” “Yup. And I’d be the best girl dad in the world, just so no one else would ever compare.” I laugh before pulling him into a kiss. “Does that mean you’re coming around to the idea of adopting?” “One day, yes. But for now, I just want to keep you all to myself.”

“What’s wrong? Does Rafael not know about the crush you had on him back in the day?” Burt winks at me. I knew it. “I had my suspicions.” I shoot Ellie a cutting look. “But Ellie wouldn’t confirm them.” “Oh.” Her mom covers her mouth. “I’m assuming you don’t know about ‘Prom King’ either then?” Burt’s cheeks stretch with his smile. Ellie shoots off the couch. “That’s it. I’m officially disowning myself and changing my last name.” “Good thing you’ve been practicing ‘Ellie Lopez’ since high school then,” Burt replies.

For the days I’m not able to put flowers in your hair,

I know he hadn’t meant to make me cry, but it hit me then how much I wanted to wake up every day to him handpicking a flower to put in my hair. The same flowers he spends hours tending to in his new greenhouse, solely because he never wants me to go a single day without one. I never want to go a single day without him because he is the one who inspired the greatest unwritten love song of all. Ours.

“I want it all with you, Elle. Kids. Marriage. A barn full of animals⁠—” “Don’t forget about the coop,” I remind him. “And a coop full of chickens with eggs you send me to collect every morning.” “Don’t lie. You like taking care of them.” “I like taking care of you, and I hope to spend the rest of my life doing just that, so long as you want me.” “Does forever sound good to you?”