Page 50 of His Pickle Her Jam

“Yes. My answer is yes, David. A million times, yes!”

Then I launched myself at him. Lucky for me, David was super strong and fast.

He caught me, but momentum was a funny thing and we wound up on the floor, anyway.

With me on top.

“I love it with you on top,” he said, cupping my face and kissing me thoroughly.

Happiness wrapped around us both, blanketing us in a cocoon of warmth and love. I never wanted to leave it.

This man had changed my life. He’d changed everything, and I never wanted to look back. Never wanted to be lonely or lost again.

All I wanted was him.

My David.

“Um, excuse me? You guys, the Jones’ are back! Don’t you wanna know who won?” Delani asked, her voice full of humor.

EPILOGUE-BUCK

After helping Jan stand up, I kissed her once more, sucking on her lips until I forced myself to release her.

I had forever to kiss her.

Starting right now, my baser self demanded.

But I could wait. This was important, too.

“There they are!” Mrs. Jones said, a knowing smile on her face.

“Well, children, are you ready to hear our decision?” Mr. Jones asked.

“Actually, Mr. Jones, we have a new proposition. You see, we would like to purchase this place together.”

“Together?” the older man asked.

His eyes were twinkling with amusement as he wrapped a gnarled hand around his wife’s.

“Together is more fun,” Mrs. Jones agreed.

“Are you saying you don’t want to know who won?” Sonny asked, frowning.

“Nope. I am saying I won,” I replied.

“Hey!” Jan said, pinching my side and making me jump.

“Easy,” I chided, grinning at my feisty little fiancée. “Jan Baby, I got you, so I won.”

She smiled then, and it was brighter than the sun.

“Fair enough,” Jan replied, kissing my cheek and hugging me back.

Later on that evening, after we’d signed the realtor’s papers and were celebrating our engagement in one of the private rooms at the Whiskey Bar, Jan sat on my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck, kissing me softly.

I couldn’t even begin to explain the number of times I had imagined a scenario just like that. One where this woman was mine.

But here she was, smiling with her whole heart in her eyes, and miracle of miracles, it was all for me.

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