That takes a bit of the pressure off. Kinda. “I don’t understand.”
“Don’t understand what?”
“What this is,” I explain, and he looks at me blankly.
“Then open it.”
I’m almost afraid to. With a shaky hand and my heart pounding in my ears, I slowly open th
e box to the most stunning diamond duet I’ve ever seen. And holy hell, the diamonds are huge. I cover my mouth as I look back at him. “Did you just get paid?”
He laughs loudly, his whole body moving with the action as I glance back down at the box. “Do you like it?” he asks, and I feel the tears in my eyes as I reach for the ring. It’s a gorgeous white-gold band holding one emerald-cut diamond and a square-shaped one. The space between the diamonds is so unique. I slowly slide it onto my right ring finger since hopefully, one day, he’ll give me something for the left. Though this ring looks like it belongs on the left. I hold out my hand to take in the gorgeousness he’s just given me, but he takes my hand in his, nodding.
“Perfection. I knew it was made for you.”
Breathless, I fight back tears. “This is too much.”
“No, you deserve it,” he says softly. “And I want you to know, Ally, despite this space, nothing can keep us apart, because like this band, something will always hold us to each other.”
My lip wobbles as he traces his thumb along the band and diamonds, his eyes never leaving mine. He’s so proud of himself, and it fills me with such unbelievable love. “You’ve been working on that since you got the ring, huh?”
“Yup, a lot of thought went into it. Stella and Emery weren’t impressed,” he admits as a tear rolls down my cheek.
My voice breaks as I say, “Well, I am thoroughly impressed.”
His lips turn up in the most gorgeous grin. “That’s all that matters.”
Our eyes meet, and everything goes numb. Never in my life have I felt what I feel for this man. I wait, begging with my eyes.
Say it, Ash.
Say it.
But his stare is so level. “Are you happy, Ally T?”
He isn’t going to say it. I lick my lips, and softly, I say, “So much so. You’re about to get the best loving of your life.”
He nods, so damn sure of himself. “I know.”
So cocky! And boy, do I love it.
But the one thing that demolishes me inside is that I didn’t need any of this.
All I need are those three words.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Asher
Ally wasn’t playing when she said she was going to give me the best loving of my life.
I arch into the wall with my shoulders, sliding deeper into the back of her throat as she sucks me into oblivion. I squeeze my eyes shut as I drag in a deep breath, unsure how the hell the Lord gave my girl a mouth like this. Not only is she quick-tongued, she sucks like a damn dream.
“I almost don’t know if my cock loves your mouth or your pussy more,” I somehow get out, and when she laughs around my cock, a shiver runs up my spine.
She runs her tongue up the length of me, a smacking noise leaving those beautiful lips before she asks, “What is your favorite?”
I can’t even open my eyes. “Both. I love it all.”