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But just for tonight, I can be Charlie. A guy who has normal relationships with women, who likes to cuddle and spoon after sex, rather than Drake James—workaholic kinky fucker with raging commitment issues.
“Okay. But that’s my favorite shirt you’re wearing. I’d like it back before you go.” Seriously? Does this guy think I’m some kind of international shirt thief? “Of course you can have it back. I’m pretty sure walking out of here in nothing but your shirt and my panties will look even worse than me walking out in my bridesmaid dress.” “Take it off, then.” “What? Right now? You can’t wait like five minutes?” “No. It’s my favorite shirt. Take it off. Now, Scarlet,”
His fingers brush mine as he takes it from me, then he tosses it to the floor. My mouth drops open in mock horror. “I thought that was your favorite shirt?” “I lied.”
“To new beginnings. May the best day of your past be the worst day of your future.”
I tell Nathan I’m going to rejoin our father and brothers in the dining room. I’m not doing that, of course. I’m about to do something macho and stupid.
“If you’re still here, she’d better be in that damn car.” His lips press into a thin line. “She’s not, sir.” Mild annoyance turns to the burn of anger. “Why not?” He offers a small shrug. “She insisted on taking a cab.” The woman is fucking infuriating. “You should have made sure she got into the damn car. I told you to get her home safe.” “What would you have preferred I do, sir? Manhandle her into your car in the middle of the street? Maybe tase her and shove her in the trunk?” Yes! “No, of course not.”
“I’m not here to apologize for ruining your date, because you shouldn’t have been on a fucking date in the first place.” She opens her mouth to speak, but I cut her off. “And it seemed to me like you were enjoying your time with me in the stairwell a hell of a lot more than your dinner with that prick from accounting.” “His name is Jacob.” “His name will be Jacob from the Chicago office if you so much as smile at him again, Amelia.”
“Because you’re mine, Amelia. Don’t you understand that yet? You don’t get to drive me crazy every second of every fucking day and then go on a date with some jackass who works for me. In fact, you don’t get to go on a date with anyone. Ever.”
“All I can think about is how good your tight cunt feels when I sink my cock into you, like we were made to fit each other. Your smile is the only goddamn thing I see when I close my eyes. You are the air that I breathe. You are everything and everywhere, and I can’t go one more single fucking day without touching you.”
“Don’t pretend to be coy. We both know you’re a wicked temptress, Amelia Ryder.”
“Mi rosa, I have been waiting thirty-seven years for you. If anything, it’s too damn slow.”
“Amelia and I are now officially a couple. To clarify, we are romantic partners. We are boyfriend and girlfriend. She is my bae, my boo, my old lady.”
“Nora Amelia Ryder,” he says seriously, opening the box. “You are my entire fucking world. My everything. On the night we met, I said nobody could ever promise forever. I was wrong, and that’s what I’m promising you now—forever. Would you do me the honor of becoming my wife? Will you promise me forever?”
