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Every day since I accidentally married Liv has been better than the last.
I pull the bottle back and take a swig myself. With the champagne bubbles still dancing on my tongue, I tug on her bottom lip, lean close, and spit the champagne into her mouth.
“Very much. I didn’t know what love was until I met you. To me, the definition of love is you. Not this baseball field. Not our jobs. You, me, and those kids, Livy. Our family. That’s all that matters. I love you, Olivia Langfield. I love you so ducking much that sometimes I can’t think straight.”
His grin is wicked, his dimple popping. “And I always have whipped cream on my dessert.” He stalks forward, the abrupt movement sending me stumbling back until he has me pressed against the wall. With sin in his eyes, he presses the cap down. The whipped cream explodes all over my tits, the sputtering sound of the can drowning out my gasp.
I pat my thighs. “Your throne awaits, my queen.”
“That’s right, Lex. Out there, you’re a princess, but in here, you’re my queen.” What I don’t tell her is that when I say in here, I don’t mean in the bedroom. I mean in my heart.
I vow here and now to use these next few months, while she’s mine, to prove to her how good we are together. I vow to use this time to help her fall in love with herself. To fall in love with this city. And hopefully, if I’m lucky, to fall in love with me.
I throw myself into his arms, forgetting every hesitation I’ve been stewing over. Fuck it. I’m so far gone for this man already. He got on a plane and flew home so he could give me a hug. He brought my favorite flowers, my favorite rosé, and flew home. For me.