“Do you like it?” Alex asked.

“I love it. You have amazing taste.”

“The moment I saw it, I knew it would look gorgeous on you.”

“I’m surprised you didn’t take it back after my bitch act that day.”

He chuckled. “I would never have taken it back. I love you too much, smart mouth, bitchiness, and all.” He kissed my lips.

“So, how about we set a date right now?” I spoke.

“Really?” He smiled. “If I could have married you in Boston, I would have.”

“Let’s go to Vegas and get married instead of going back to Cali.”

“Nah. You stripped there.”

“True.” I smirked.

“What kind of wedding do you want?” he asked as he stroked my cheek with his finger.

“I don’t care. As long as we say, ‘I do,’ it doesn’t matter.”

“Haven’t you always dreamed of a beautiful wedding?”

“Yeah. I have.”

“Then a beautiful wedding is what you’re getting. No expense will be spared. How about we get married on the beach.”

“Which beach?” I asked.

“Any beach you want. We can stay in California, fly to Hawaii, or another island. It’s up to you.”

“I would like to get married in California.” I smiled.

“I was hoping you’d say that. We’ll pick a place together. However, I don’t want to wait too long. I want you as Mrs. Alex Parker as soon as possible.”

“Who said I was taking your last name?”

He cocked his head in surprise. “Youaretaking my last name.”

“Says who?”

“Says me. Your fiancé.”

I leaned over and brushed my lips against his. “I just wanted to hear you say it.”

“Emerson, I swear, one day, you will be the death of me.”

I laughed. “At least you’ll die happy.”

“Very happy.” He smiled as we passionately kissed.

Chapter Forty-Five

SIX MONTHS LATER

Emerson