Page 63 of Two Minutes for Holding

He looked at me and chuckled. “Nope, got that right here,” he said, patting his back pocket.

“Then where did you go?”

"Had to make a call…”

I frowned. “You had to make a call on a date with me that couldn’t wait until we got back home?”

Clay nodded. It was then he looked behind me, a look of relief coming to his face.

“Peyton, the last couple of months have been crazy. There have been so many difficulties, but finally things are coming together.” He took hold of my hand.

“If you ask me, the craziness isn’t over yet. Are you going to tell me who you had to call?” I asked, getting annoyed.

I heard Clay’s name and looked around, catching sight of Lucas coming toward the table.

“Hey, man!” he said as Clay stood up. They shook hands, and then Lucas looked at me.

“Sorry, sweetie, I won’t interrupt. Just wanted to say hello,” he said, winking at Clay before taking off.

“That was weird,” I muttered as I watched Lucas leave the restaurant.

“Tell me about it. The guy is super weird. Anyway, I want you to know that I have spoken to both your mother and your brother, and they have given us their blessing.”

“There blessing?” I asked, swallowing hard. “What for?”

Clay took my hand in his and then reached into his jacket pocket, pulling out a diamond ring.

“Before the baby comes, I need to know, Peyton. Will you be my wife?” he asked.

My eyes burned as I looked at him and then looked toward the door Lucas had exited from.

“He came to bring that to you, didn’t he?”

A smirk rested on Clay’s lips as he looked at me. “The girls warned you we do most things backward. I forgot it…I was nervous.” He shrugged.

I couldn’t help but laugh as I looked at him sitting there looking adorably cute and sexy, his cheeks red with embarrassment.

“Clay, I’d be happy to be your wife,” I whispered, leaning across the table and placing a kiss on his lips.

I closedmy eyes as he kissed the side of my neck. He pulled the material of my dress and continued trailing kisses down my shoulder, sending tiny waves of excitement through my body.

My center already ached for his touch as his hands came around me and rested on my stomach. I placed my hands on his as he continued placing kisses along the back of my neck and looked at my hand, at the beautiful solitaire diamond ring staring back at me.

In such a short time I’d gone from a broken relationship with my brother because of being in one hell of a shitty relationship with a guy who couldn’t care less about me, to finding out I was pregnant. Now I was engaged to a man who I hadn’t realized I was completely and utterly in love with. I never realized how fast one could fall in love with someone until now.

I felt the material of my dress fall down my body, the cool air of the room hitting my skin. I pressed my head back against his shoulder. His hand gently rested against my cheek, and he turned my head, meeting my lips. His tongue forced my lips apart, washing through my mouth.

I let out a soft moan as his large hands ran over my bra, gently cupping my breasts.

“I love you.” He moaned into my mouth as his hand slid down my body and into my panties.

I closed my eyes as his fingers found my center. “I love you too,” I moaned, my voice shaking.

“What do you say we climb into bed, make our engagement official?” Clay whispered, sucking the lobe of my ear into his mouth.

I spun in his arms, wrapped my arms around his neck, and met his lips. I wanted nothing more but for this to last forever, this feeling of us being together.

Epilogue

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