Page 97 of Boss with Benefits

I turned to him, concerned. "What's wrong?"

A mischievous twinkle entered his eyes. "Actually, I think I need a checkup. From my favorite nurse."

I fell into his side, heat rising in my cheeks. "Right now?"

He grinned, unrepentant. "I really need some medical attention."

I leaned in close, lowering my voice to a whisper. "God, we're turning into Eva and Ethan. They love to cosplay."

"Did you bring it?" he asked, undeterred, referring to my little nurse's outfit.

I bit my lip and then nodded. "Of course."

Derrick's eyes darkened with desire. "Well then, I think my condition just got a lot more serious. We should probably head back to our cabin."

I laughed, shaking my head. "You're a bad boy."

"You love it," he retorted. "And I brought my cuffs."

I faltered, desire rushing between my thighs. It had been nine months, and I still couldn't get enough of this man.

We walked out and hurried towards our suite (because, of course, Derrick had upgraded everyone to suites, and paid for all the tickets, the wonderful show-off). I couldn't help but marvel that this incredible person was mine.

Everything in my life was a total boss. My job at Coding for Change kicked ass. It was so fun working with Eva every day. It didn't even feel like work. And I'd started helping with the junior Roller Derby league, teaching grade school kids the game, which had been exhausting and amazing.

As soon as our cabin door closed behind us, Derrick pulled me close, his lips finding mine in a heated kiss.

"You know," I said, trailing a finger down his chest, "if we're going to play doctor, we really should get some new instruments. Maybe something that vibrates? Or that thing called The Rose that's meant to make me come in ten seconds flat."

Derrick laughed, the sound rumbling through his chest. "That's too much to live up to. Isn't my instrument enough?"

"More than enough," I teased, pulling us onto the bed in a tangle of arms and legs as I snuggled into his chest.

"What are you thinking about?" Derrick murmured, pressing a kiss to the top of my head.

I turned to face him, tracing his beard with my fingertips. "Just how lucky I am."

He caught my hand, bringing it to his lips. "I know the feeling."

I wiggled my eyebrows playfully. "It's almost too perfect. You're not hiding any earth-shattering secrets, are you? No secret love child or anything?"

Derrick laughed. "No secret children, I promise. Isn't one enough in the relationship? Although…there is something I want to ask you." He trailed off, a flicker of something—nervousness? excitement?—passing over his face.

I propped myself up on an elbow. "Omg, you're not gonna ask me to marry you, are you?"

He took a deep breath. "Would you say yes?"

I squealed. "Don't tease me, Derrick Jacques. If you're gonna make a grand gesture on this trip, tell me now."

His eyes lit with panic.

"You are?!" I screamed and hugged him. "Yes, I say yes!"

Derrick laughed, burying his face in my hair. "I haven't asked you yet."

I reeled back. "But you're going to, right?"

He rolled his eyes. "Fuck, Rach. I wanted it to be a surprise."

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