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As soon as herchannel clamped down around him, Ander made a gruff burst of sound. His motionbecame jerky, clumsy, uncontrolled as he thrust hard and fast.

She found theenergy to turn her head back to watch him again, loving the sight of his barelyreined passion, his face twisted with effort, his fiery, tender eyes. Hisobvious love and need for her affected her so much that another climax swelledup without warning.

She shookhelplessly as Ander froze for a moment inside her. Then he came in a series oftwitches and twists, muttering a long, thick exhalation of, “Love you, loveyou, love you, love you, love you.”

Lori came tooon the words. Her body convulsed with another round of spasms, and this timeshe cried out from the pleasure of it.

They rockedtogether until they finally came down. And then they collapsed together ontothe floor.

Ander’s weightwas hot and heavy on top of her, and Lori’s belly was pressed against the rug,a few hundred-dollar bills sticking to her damp skin. But she didn’t reallywant to move.

He pressedkisses into the spot he’d bitten, occasionally murmuring out gruff endearments.

Her body wasrelaxing deliciously, and she could feel Ander’s softening too. And finally thediscomfort caught up to her.

She shiftedbeneath him until he rolled off. But instead of getting up he just rolled themboth over on their sides so he could spoon up behind her.

“You all right,baby?” he asked softly, inhaling against her hair, like he was smelling it.

“Yeah.” Sheknew what he was talking about. “We haven’t worked through all our issues. Butwe’re doing good.”

Absentlystroking her belly over the fabric of her dress, he said, “I think so too.”

“Sorry aboutthe meltdown earlier.”

“Don’t be.”

“At least itled to the discovery of all this money you had socked away.” Lori giggled,feeling absurdly giddy. “What should we do with it all?”

“Spend it, Iguess.” His kissed her hair a few times. Then added, almost diffidently, “Maybewe should use it to buy an engagement ring.”

Lori sucked ina little breath but managed not to stiffen. Her heart beating wildly, shedrawled, “Do you have any idea how much money there is here? If we spend it allon a ring, I wouldn’t be able to lift my hand.”

Ander chuckled.“Then an engagement ring, wedding rings, a wedding ceremony, and a honeymoon.”

Trying tocontain her smile, Lori said, “That would probably cover it.”

His hand grew stillon her belly. “Lori?”

“Yes.”

“It might havebeen indirect, but that was a proposal.”

“Was it?” Shestill tried to keep her tone light, but her smile burst out in a blaze of joy.

“Yes,” he said,sounding grumpy. “It was.”

Laughterrippled out as she rolled over to face him. “Yes, I’ll marry you, silly.”

“Oh.” Anderblinked. “Good.”

She hugged himand it only took a few seconds before he was hugging her back. Then they layfor a long time, half-dressed and tangled up on the floor, in the throes ofembarrassing bliss neither would admit to even an hour later.

Lori had justdone her little, irresistible tapping-the-shoulder routine—feeling now was anappropriate time—and Ander had laughed with delicious warmth, when she heardherself murmuring foolishly, “I love how you laugh.”

Ander’sblue-gray eyes were softer than she would have believed possible when she’dfirst met him in that coffee shop and thought him to be the coolest man she’deven seen, burdened with the weight of experience. “You should. You taught mehow.”

Feelingoverwhelmingly sentimental, Lori tried to temper it with an ironic drawl. “DidI? Well, I’ve got you beat. You taught me how to have sex, how to have anorgasm, how to use my trusty vibrator, how to get myself off, how to use dozensof sexual positions, how to give a blow job, and how to ice skate.”

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