One Week With You (London Lovers #1)

by J.R. Jenner

A smile bloomed wide across my lips. Knowing that Rafe Scott, purveyor of scowls and frowns, wore brightly coloured cartoon socks underneath his dark designer suits and Amiri jeans made me stupidly happy for some reason.

So that’s what he’d been doing when he arrived and scared me half to death. He’d orchestrated a surprise for me.

I had snow. I had a Christmas tree. And now I had Rafe, if only for a little while.

“I’m gonna learn every fucking path of this beautiful body,” I said roughly, and Talia’s muscles spasmed in delight. “Is that a promise?” “A certainty.”

“I am with you for real. This hasn’t been pretend. I need you to know that. How I feel about you, how you make me feel, is the most honest I’ve ever been. I love you.”

“The truth is, your name didn’t just pop into my head. Your name is a constant. There is never a day I don’t think about you in some way. Wondering where you are, what you’re doing, who you’re with. If you’re happy, even if it was another man making you smile. You were – you are – always on my mind. Always, Talia.”

matter. She was the sun and they were all sunflowers reaching out in her direction. I was the tallest of them all.

“Happiest I’ve ever been in my life. If it was raining right now, I’d go dance in it.” And fuck, I would be right there by her side, getting drenched.

“I’ve been carrying this ring around for months, waiting for the perfect moment, and it’s been hard because the truth is, every moment with you feels perfect to me, no matter what we’re doing.”

us. I want you to have your own special moments where we celebrate you and nothing else. But you said you were the happiest you’d ever been, and I had to do this now, Talia. I had to. Because I feel the same and I need you to know that. How happy you make me. How proud I am to be the one who stands by your side. I love you and I want to be your husband. I want you to be my wife.”