Page 60 of Twister

Moved by their love, she shifted her head, her mouth connecting with his in a kiss that was filled with so much emotion, with such open, unfettered sentiment, that it drove every conscious thought out of her mind. She molded herself tightly against him as he shifted his hold, bringing her fully against him from chest to thigh. Nothing was held back in that kiss—nothing. And she felt the fire in him—the wonderful, hot, all-consuming fire that seemed to come from his very soul. Stars, it was so overpowering…

Then she saw them all crowded around the outside patio window. “Twister,” she whispered. “Did you happen to mention to your team that we were getting engaged?”

He grimaced. “Yeah, those knuckleheads helped me pick out the ring. It was a fucking free for all.”

“Well, I…um…think they're pretty excited about it.”

“How do you know that?”

She giggled and turned his head toward the patio door.

He burst into laughter. “You all know that I’m armed,” he said. Shark gave him the finger, and he laughed again. “What the fuck. Let them in.”

She got up, hugged every one of them as they enthusiastically welcomed her into their special family of SEALs—she was officially a SEAL babe. The wives joined them, and they cooked out, ate, and enjoyed each others' company, and Twister confessed to all of them who his father was, not someone who helped with his mom’s antiques at all. He explained he did it mostly for security reasons but mostly because he didn’t like talking about his father. Stars, she was so blessed.

Later in bed, enjoying Twister’s gorgeous body, and his intense, mind-bending lovemaking, she said. “I think our auras fit very well together.”

“Yeah, green, blue, red, all strong colors.” He gazed down at her, his eyes burnished, his voice gruff. “What does all that make?”

When combined in equal intensities, those colors produced white in the spectrum. “Light, my love. They produce light.”

He stared down at her for a moment, then he grinned.

There was a little piece of magic in that smile, something that warmed Sadie down to her very toes, and she reached up and planted a soft kiss on his mouth.

“Light…that’s you, babe. I’m just lucky enough to bathe in it.”

The firm, sensual pressure of his hand against her spine created a warm, fluid sensation in the lower half of her body, and his words melted her heart. There wasn’t just a promise of their future together as her ring winked in the dim light, there was this amazing present to love, to share their bodies and pleasure with each other, an ever after caught in the brightest white light she’d ever seen.