Meant for You (The Connor Family 3)
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Will groaned. I kissed just under his jaw, then rested my nose in the crook of his neck, inhaling that delicious masculine scent.
“You really want to be tied to me?” I checked. “For the good and the bad?”
“Legally and forever,” he confirmed. I shimmied against him.
“That sounds lovely.”
He pulled back a little, bringing a hand to the back of my head. His mouth close, he feathered his lips over mine. “So you’ll say yes?”
Warmth unfurled in my belly. I felt my pulse thrum in my ears as I placed my palms just under his broad, strong shoulders.
“Depends,” I said coyly, fighting to maintain my seriousness as I lifted a brow. “Are you okay with a huge wedding?”
“Yes.”
“I want all the bells and whistles. I’ll also want a huge dress.”
“It’ll be my pleasure to take it off you during our wedding night.”
He brought his other hand from my waist to my hip, as if he wanted to lift up my dress. I pushed his hand away. “I already know you’re good at taking off my clothes, William Connor.”
“Thought you need more convincing—an incentive to say yes.” His eyes flashed. “Any more conditions?”
“Just one last thing. I want to officially be part of any ambushes and interventions your sisters plan.”
“That’s negotiable.”
“I’ll take it as a yes.”
He cocked a brow.
“What? I have solid proof that my negotiation skills are sharp enough to win you over.”
“Is that so?” He made another attempt to slide his hand under my dress. I pushed it away. Again.
“Uh-huh. Every time.”
“That’s not how I remember it, but I’ll let it slide.”
“Out of the goodness of your heart, or as another incentive to get me to say yes?”
“Both. Did I succeed?”
“I promise to love you, and torment you, and reward you with scorching-hot sex my entire life, William Connor. How is that for a yes?”
He grinned, leaning in for a kiss. “Makes me want to marry you right now, future Mrs. Connor.”
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