Devil's Vengeance (Sydney Storm MC 3)

I took the few steps to meet her in the middle. Sliding my hand over her ass, I growled, “Always making me work for it.”

Her smile lit the whole fucking room up. “Like I told you months ago, I’ve gotta keep you on your toes, bossman.”

I bent my mouth to her ear. “And like I told you, I live on my fucking toes.”

Her eyes sparkled. “Okay, what did you want to ask me?”

I shook my head. “No, I’ve changed my mind. I’m not asking. I’m bossing. And you’re not saying no to me.”

“Oh, really?” She gave me the look she reserved for when she was about to dig her heels in on something I wanted that she didn’t want to give.

I pulled the ring out of my pocket again and reached for her hand. Sliding it on her ring finger, I said, “We’re getting married. At the end of next month.”

I heard her sharp intake of breath.

I saw her eyes water.

And then I felt her mouth on mine, kissing me in the way she did when I’d done something she really liked.

When she ended the kiss, she squealed louder than I’d ever heard anyone squeal. Flashing her ring at Sonya, she screamed, “We’re getting married! You’re stuck with me now, Sonny!”

I watched in amusement as the two of them hugged for much longer than she kissed me. Crossing my arms over my chest, I said, “Should I be jealous of my own sister-in-law?”

Hailee moved back to me and threw her arms around me. “I love you so damn much. In fact, I think I fell in love with you on our first date. I have eyes for no one but you, not even for Sonya.”

I tightened my hold on her. “Baby, I fell in love with you in the back of that cop car. You were sitting there yabbering on about fucking greyhounds and gambling and fuck knows what else, and I knew you were the woman for me.”

“How did you know?”

I grinned. “Because for the first time in my life, I wanted to talk to a woman more than I wanted to get in her pants. I would have sat there all fucking day listening to you talk about dogs.”

Her face lit up at that. “And I would have jumped your bones if you’d have asked me to.”

I brushed a kiss across her lips and said, “I love you. Marry me, darlin’.”

She smiled. “I thought you’d never ask, bossman.”