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“We have a lot of work to do, but I think we made some progress. He has a lot of regrets. Most of which involve you.”

“I believe you. It’s just hard to imagine the guy I used to know feeling guilty about anything.”

“And you’ve got the right to feel like that. He didn’t earn himself any favours with you or me by bein’ a fucker.”

“I know.”

“What do you say I try and wrangle together the right ingredients for a peppermint daiquiri before we finish your movie? We have a long while to talk about Travis and the weddin’. Right now, I just want to focus on you.”

I smile, rolling my forehead against his chest. “That would be nice.”

“I sense a but coming.”

“Butit’s funny you should say that.”

He retreats enough to tip my head up with a knuckle and steal my gaze. “What’s runnin’ around in that pretty head of yours, baby?”

I debate lying just to keep him in suspense a bit longer. My plans for tonight were a bit derailed by his proposal, but I’m not going to waste our last night here doing the exact things I avoided back home.

I’m ready for our final night to be hot and heavy and full of orgasms that keep us both up into the early morning. I want to drive home tomorrow exhausted and sore.

“I was planning on keeping you locked away in the bedroom after finishing the movie. Now, though. . .” I trail off, slipping a hand between us.

His dick isn’t soft, but it’s not hard, either. Not yet. When he sucks in a sharp breath and the brown in his eyes grows thinner around his pupils, his shaft twitches in my palm.

“Now what, Ivy?”

“I don’t want to wait until the end of the movie,” I breathe out.

His jaw strains as he presses his forehead to mine.

“Good.”

“You won’t be in charge tonight,” I warn him, already panting with anticipation.

“What do you have planned?”

“You’ll like it. I promise.”

“You’re not puttin’ anythin’ in my ass, Ivy.”

I choke on a laugh, tightening my grip on his dick. “That’s fine. You’ll be too busy playing with mine.”

His reaction is exactly what I was expecting. In a blink, he’s got me squirming in his arms as he carries us down the hall and into the bedroom.

I take a good look around the cabin, knowing damn well it’ll be the last time I see it until the moment we leave tomorrow morning.

13

NIKO

Ivy ushersme onto the bed and starts searching through her bag. I stare at her ass while she bends over, unable to look anywhere else right now. The lingering touch of her hand around my dick keeps me harder than steel, even without the beautiful view in front of me.

There’s a smug satisfaction beating in my chest at the knowledge that the same hand shuffling through her extra clothes is weighed down by my ring. She’s been mine for a long time now, and finally, it’s official. As soon as possible, I’ll get to shout to the world that she’s my wife.

“Did you lose it?” I ask lowly, wrapping a tight leash around my instincts to pounce on her.

“No.”

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