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“Oh, there was you being ultra-romantic proposing to me in a winter wonderland since we met as the result of a snowstorm. Meanwhile I thought, Jesus, I’m not going to look very attractive in my engagement photographs since I had ugly ‘hat hair’ and I looked like a sumo wrestler with all the layers of padding to keep me warm.”
“We never did get that dessert,” I teased in a seductive tone as I changed the topic, let her go and headed over to the refrigerator to retrieve the chocolate. Daisy slumped in a chair and shook her head in disbelief.
“Tell me I’m not dreaming,” she said as she sat at the dining table staring at her three carat, solitaire ring. “This must have cost you a fortune,” she mused. “It’s too much, but not enough to get an anal plug in my arse.”
“The ring has nothing to do with the anal plug.”
“Good, because I’m not swapping one ring for another,” she joked. “It’s still too expensive for me.”
“Nonsense, I had a fifty percent off coupon,” I told her, grinning.
“You did?” she asked, eyeing the ring again by moving her hand for the diamond to catch the overhead lights.
I chuckled. “Tiffany doesn’t do coupons.” I lifted her arm and pulled her gently out of the chair. When I took her into my arms, she wrapped hers around my neck. We stared at one another until a slow smile crept over my face.
“Only the best for my girl, besides it wasn’t the biggest, you’d have rejected me if I’d gone any bigger on the stone, right?”
“Yeah, this is definitely on the edge of classy and just short of obscene. I’m going to have to wear it on my chain when I’m serving in the bar. I’d hate to get this mount clogged up.”
“Like hell you will. The only time you’re allowed to take that off is when I’m slipping your wedding ring on your finger,” I ordered.
“Talking about weddings, how the hell is all of this going to work?”
“Part of the year in Ireland, part in the states and I’ll tour whenever it’s necessary… and I’d want you with me of course.”
“When were you thinking? For the wedding I mean, there’s a lot to plan although I’m telling you now, Jamie, I’m not going for one of those fancy weddings where my pictures are all over ‘Hello!’ or ‘Okay’ magazines.”
I smiled. “Agreed. What kind of wedding would you want?” I asked as I unwrapped the chocolate and broke it up into a bowl, ignoring the ‘when’ and focusing on what her preferences would be.
“Small, intimate. In fact, maybe a private service at the local chapel and the reception in the pub.”
I grinned. “The pub?”
“Yeah, why not?”
“Well, what my girl wants she shall have,” I stated with certainty.
She smiled. “You’d forego a flashy wedding to give me what I want?”
“Daisy, I want what you want. I’ll be getting a new suit. Everything else will depend on you to make us look good in our wedding photos. If your incredible smile is more genuine from a photograph taken in the pub, then that’s what it’s going to be. Besides, I’m not marrying a wedding venue, I’m getting the girl of my dreams.”
“How did I get so lucky?” she asked again, rising on her tiptoes, and placing a chaste peck on my lips. My hands slid from her back to her ass, and I pulled her tighter against me. “Hey, I want some proper sugar,” I said, playfully, and bent my head closer to take her lips in a soft kiss. Within seconds, I’d walked her backward down the hallway and into the warmth of the sauna.
CHAPTER 16
“Ms. O’Donnell, I’m going to get you naked now. Knowing what has been beneath all those layers today, it has taken an iron will not to drag you back to this cabin and lick every delicious inch of you. If I hadn’t arranged for the others to be at the Starry Night Café, I think I’d have caved and done it as well.”
“It’s not like you to show restraint,” she joked, as I dropped my hands from her body, grabbed the hem of her turtleneck sweater and stripped it off her body. Her smile died on her lips and her eyes grew intense when I dropped it on the floor at her feet. I smoothed the static on her hair before I took her face in my hands.
“God, girl, do you know how much I love you?”
“A bit… since you proposed to me,” she replied, suddenly looking a little stunned again.
“I did, and I have to admit I was nervous.”
“You were? Have I ever given you reason to think I’d turn you down?” she asked, as I grabbed her long-sleeved thermal top and stripped her out of that too.
I bent and kissed her neck, traced my mouth to her ear and whispered, “It’s kind of fucked up having a hard on when you’re dressed in winter thermals.”
