The Bet (Winslow Brothers 1)
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“Sophie, my love, my heart, my wild, adorable girl, I love you. You know this. Hell, anyone who sees the way I look at you knows this.”
Her hand goes to her mouth, and one tear falls down her cheek.
“Baby, I need you to be my wife. Please, I’m begging you, marry me. Spend the rest of your life with me. Let me love you forever.”
“Yes.”
Her answer is so immediate that I almost don’t believe my ears, but then she says it again.
“Yes.”
Hope blooms inside my chest, and it is so huge, so persistent, it feels like my lungs and heart have to shift to make room. “You’ll marry me?”
“Of course I’ll marry you, Jude,” she says through fresh tears. “I love you so much.”
Fuck yes!
Once I finally secure the ring on her finger, I stand to my feet and pull her into my arms, swinging us around on a hearty, exuberant chuckle.
“Thank fuck!” I exclaim so loud that Frankie barks from his crate in our bedroom. But Sophie just stares at me with her heart in her eyes and giggles leaving her lips. “Now, baby, are you ready to go to Vegas and get hitched?”
“No way.” She snorts. “I want a real wedding, Jude. With all our friends and family there to witness the day I say I do to the man of my dreams.”
“So, that’s a no on Vegas?”
“Definitely a no on Vegas.” Her mouth morphs into a mischievous grin. “But would you like to make a wager with me?”
“I’m listening.”
“I’ll bet you anything you want, anything your heart desires, that you and I are going to get married and be blissfully happy for the rest of our lives.”
I shake my head. “That’s a horrible fucking bet, babe.”
“Why?”
“Because I’d never bet against us. You and I are the one thing I’m certain about.”
“Ditto,” she whispers as she brushes her lips gently against mine. “Our love is a forever kind of love, Jude. It’s strong and stable. It’s sweet and kind. It’s wild and fierce. It’s passion personified. And it’s the most fun this girl has ever had.”
Her words make me grin. “Well, soon-to-be Mrs. Winslow, get ready for a lifetime of fun.”
THE END