Page 122 of Play to Win

I laugh because it sounds funny.“I can’t believe you did that.”

“I can’t believe I remembered what Pete looks like.”

I hug Pete tightly.My heart expands hard against my breastbone, obstructing my breath.My eyes sting and I squeeze them closed.He did this for me.

“I didn’t get anything else back,” he says apologetically.“But this is what I was looking for.”

I open my eyes and they fill with liquid.I rub a hand under my nose.“Thank you.”My heart is bursting.He did this for me.“Thank you so much.”My bottom lip trembles, and I sniffle and swipe my wet face.

“And then ...there’s this.”He reaches into the pocket of his jeans, digs around, and pulls out ...a ring.

My eyes go big as dinner plates.

The diamond in the ring is nearly that big.Okay, I’m exaggerating, but it’shuge.

He lifts my left hand.“You’re still wearing your wedding ring.”

My cheeks heat.“Yes.”I didn’t want to take it off.

“I love that.Now you can have the diamond engagement ring to go with it.”He takes my left hand and hesitates, peering up at me before sliding the ring on, waiting for my response.

“We’re already married, you goof,” I say huskily.I wiggle my fingers.

He slips the ring onto my ring finger.It’s a plain, shiny gold, the same as the wedding band, with one solitaire diamond.It’s gorgeous.

“You’ll remember this, won’t you?I don’t want to tell our grandkids that I proposed while Grandma was lit.”

I sob-laugh.“I’ll definitely remember this.”I slide off the chair to my knees too and throw my arms around him.“Although, the first time you proposed I think Iwasa little ham sandwiched.”

He chokes on a laugh, and then our mouths meet in a long, heartfelt kiss.My heart is hammering, my body trembling.I’m floating and it’s not because of the weed I smoked ...I’m in love and Théo loves me back.

He lifts his head to change the angle of the kiss, going deeper, his tongue sliding against mine.His hands on my body are shaking too as he pulls me closer.Then he slides a hand up my back and into my hair, tangling in it, tilting my head so he can devour my mouth.

I love him.

I pour all my love into the kiss, my hands moving over him, and then kneeling on the rug isn’t working for either of us anymore and he plants a foot into the floor, standing and lifting me with him.He picks me right up off the floor and carries me into my bedroom while I cling to his shoulders, going straight to the bed.Then he stops.

“What the ...?”

He’s staring at all the cute knitted peens spread over my bed.

“I made those.”

He turns incredulous eyes on me.

I gaze back at him, trying for an innocent expression.“I missed you.”

He cracks up laughing.“You missed one part of me a lot, apparently.”We fall together on the bed, on top of the penises.I’m laughing too now, until he kisses me again, rolling me under him.His weight on me is blissfully heavy, his hands in my hair send shivers sliding down my spine, his mouth moving on mine arouses a flood of longing, a yearning between my thighs.

I’m breathless, dizzy, excited.“I need you,” I murmur when he kisses my cheek then my jaw, my hands clutching his shoulders.I lift my hips urgently against his thick erection.

“Need you too, baby.”He sucks gently on my neck.“We’ll get there, don’t worry.”He brushes a kiss over my mouth.“Have more to tell you.”

“Oh.”My eyes are heavy.I stroke my fingers through his thick, silky hair.“What?”

He props himself on his elbows to look down at me.“I talked to JP.”

“Oh!That’s so good.”

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