Page 309 of Assassin

He laughed.

Yeah, get him tipsy so they could roll around some more and fornicate.

He was good with that.

“Absolutely. Let’s get drunk and do that all over again,” he offered.

She laughed.

“Uh, newsflash. I don’t need wine or to be drunk to want to go another round, Jax.”

Thank God for that.

Finally, he was able to focus, and it was just in time. He grinned as he watched her walk away naked.

In that moment, he knew it was now or never.

It was time.

Quietly, he got out of her bed, found the ring, and palmed it so he could have access to it when she returned. He was going to offer it up and see if he could catch himself a wife.

Greyson said marry her.

Oh, and marry her he would.

When she came back in, she was holding two coffee mugs and a bottle of white wine tucked under her arm. It had to be cold because her nipples were pebbled berries, and suddenly, he wanted to take them into his mouth and enjoy them.

He tried to focus.

Oh, and it wasn’t easy.

“I don’t have glasses. This is a hidey-hole, not a hotel,” she admitted.

He grinned.

That worked for him.

“I’ll hold the mugs as you get that bad boy uncorked for us.”

She passed him the mugs and was none the wiser when he dropped her ring into the bottom of one of them.

God.

He hoped she didn’t swallow it.

Then again, that would make an interesting story, now wouldn’t it?

As she uncorked the bottle, she poured wine into both mugs, and then, she climbed into bed.

They clinked them off of each other.

“To the most beautiful woman in the whole world,” he said, smiling.

She leaned over and kissed him.

“Bottoms up,” he said. “For the record, this time, I meant the wine.”

That made her laugh.

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