“Why would she?” Seb snaps. “You won’t even fucking marry her.”
“You know why I won’t marry her. It has nothing to do with how I feel about her.”
“Does she know that?”
“She does know that.”
I watch her dance as my stomach clenches.
Marriage and babies… with Charlotte.
My biggest dream.
My greatest fear.
My true destiny?
Charlotte
Six weeks later
I wake to the feeling of Spencer curled around me from behind, and I turn my head as he kisses my temple.
“Good morning, Mr Spencer.”
I feel him smile against my skin. “Good morning, Miss Prescott.”
“It’s Saturday.” I smile sleepily.
He pulls me closer to his body and I feel his erection up against my hip. “My favourite day of the week. I get you all to myself.” His lips drop to my neck.
I look around the room. “Where’s Greyson?”
“Hmm. Who cares? Probably ripping up the sofa downstairs.”
I giggle.
We hear his little bell, and then something smashes downstairs. “Fucking cat,” Spencer mutters under his breath.
I laugh and climb out of bed. I throw my robe on and go downstairs to investigate. A pot plant has been tipped over and there is dirt everywhere.
“What are you doing?” I whisper to the naughty kitten as he rubs against my legs as if proud of himself.
“Greyson,” I sigh, assessing the damage. Spencer pretends to hate our cat, but I know he secretly loves him. Every time I come in they are snuggled up together on the sofa. I clean up the dirt, make us both a cup of coffee and then head upstairs. I walk into my room to find Spencer in the bathroom at the sink. I place the coffees down on the bedside and walk in to put my arms around him. I glance down his body in the reflection of the mirror, and I see he has an erection.
The man always has an erection.
I smile and reach around to stroke him, and I feel something. “What’s that?”
He turns to me and I look down. He has a red ribbon tied in a bow around his hard dick. “What in the world?” I laugh, this man kills me.
He smirks, with that mischievous look that he does so well. “You better unwrap your present.”
I giggle and bend to take him into my mouth. I begin to untie the bow when I notice a ring on the ribbon.
I frown as I stare at it. It’s a huge solitaire diamond sitting on a rose gold band. My eyes meet his.
“Marry me.”