Page 140 of Out of the Gold

She collapses on top of me, my hands landing on her ass to keep her in place. Next to my ear, her breathing comes in increasingly deeper pants until it evens out.

Not wanting her to move, I flex my fingers. “I love you so much, Melody.”

Her head lifts a fraction. “And I love you, too.”

“This isn’t how I had planned this, but I can’t hold back anymore.” I slip some of her gorgeous blond hair behind her ear. “Melody.” Words desert me.

“Yes?” Against my will, she slides off my body and sprawls on the bed next to me. A wanton nymph.Mywanton nymph.

With the sudden freedom from her body, I sit up and dispose of the condom, then reach into the drawer of the side table. With the velvet box in my hand, I face my future with all the determination to secure the most important role of my lifetime. Which this is.

I land on my side next to her, the box hidden in my hand that’s supporting my head. “Melody,” I begin again. “I can’t imagine my life without you in it. I lived that way for what? A few weeks? And I was the most miserable SOB ever.”

She giggles at my accurate characterization.

Undeterred, I continue, “I never intend to go through that ever again. Whatever happens, I want you at my side. Only then I know everything will turn out the way it should.” I open the box.

Her eyes go round.

“Melody, will you be my wife?”

A surprised giggle bursts through her lips. “Like this? You’re asking me while I’m naked and still euphoric from the two orgasms you just gave me?”

I quirk my eyebrow. “Looks like it.”

She sits up, and I join her. My confidence dips a fraction.

“What will I tell my parents about how you proposed?”

A smile quirks. “I guess it depends on what your answer is.” I shake the box in front of her.

“But I’m naked!”

“And so am I.” I kiss her mouth. “Say yes and we’ll come up with a better story.”

“You’re incorrigible,” she complains. “But I guess that’s why I love you so much. Of course I’ll marry you!” She throws her arms around my neck, her lips fusing to mine.

With supreme effort, I pull back and put the four-carat emerald cut diamond on her left hand. “Perfect fit.” I kiss the inside of her palm.

“Like you,” she whispers, stroking my already hard cock.

I toss the box over my shoulder and bring her thigh up to my hip. “Forever.”

After Melody wentto work, I worked out, cleaned the condo, and went to my acting class. Following another stimulating session with my fellow actors, I stop at the mailbox and retrieve Melody’s copy ofVariety. Walking into our condo, I toss the magazine on the dinette. A headline grabs my attention, and I flip to the article. Smiling, I put the magazine under my arm and head over to her office.

“Knock, knock,” I say as I enter her space. I’m always awed at the amount of fabrics, mannequins, and notebooks strewn all over in here. But my fiancée seems to know exactly where everything is.

I stroll over to her and kiss her forehead. “I’ve missed you,” I murmur.

“You’re a sight for sore eyes. I’ve been holed up in this office all day, trying to get through some of this paperwork and finish up some prototypes.” She drops her pen on top of her notebook. “I thought we were meeting at the restaurant for dinner?”

“I couldn’t wait that long to see you again.” My fingers trail down her cheek to her left arm, and I close them around her hand. Bringing it up, I stare at my engagement ring perched there. “It looks so good on you.”

She dons an adorable smirk. “You should be happy I said yes. After all, I’m doing all the heavy lifting around here.Oneof us has to work while the other one sits around eating bonbons all day.”

I chuckle at the traditional role reversal. Tugging her to her feet, I place her open palms on my tight stomach. “Really? Bonbons?”

She giggles as she traces my muscles through my shirt. “Okay. That might have been a slight exaggeration.”

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