Page 70 of Stolen Bride for the Don

He comes to a stop in front of me and snaps the box open. Sure enough, there’s a stunning sapphire on a platinum band nestled inside the box. It’s about half the size of my original ring, which he was able to retrieve from the Rossi men during their interrogation. “I want to ask you to marry me properly.”

“Hudson–” I make my left hand into a fist as he picks it up. “Beautiful as that ring is, I don’t want it. I already have one.”

He pauses, his brows arching. He offers, “You said it’s too big.”

“It is too big, but just like you, I got used to it,” I snicker; his eyes darken as he gets my double entendre. He closes the box with an audible snap and throws it over his shoulder as he reaches for me.

“So, you’ve gotten used to my size now, huh?”

“You could even say that I’m attached to it now,” I murmur seductively sidling up to his chest.

“Good. Because I’ve grown very attached to you as well.” He presses his mouth against mine. I grin into the kiss as I wrap my hands around his neck.

The End.

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