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“Damn it.”He breathed hard.“I wanted that to last longer.”
He stepped back and offered me a hand to step down, but I managed mostly on my own, because he would be weak from walking and standing unassisted.He made it back to the chair and slumped into it, and I wobbled over to straddle his lap and huddle against his chest.The diamond on my finger winked in the gray light.I took an almost painfully happy breath.
“Do you think most couples celebrate their engagement this way?”I kissed his throat.
He chuckled and wrapped an arm around my back.“I’m guessing no.”
“One more way that we’re not normal.”I feigned chagrin with my sigh.
Matt tilted my face up to his and kissed me, slow and tender.Not my dragon, but my lover, my friend, my partner for life.
“You’re right, princess,” he promised.“And we never will be.”
I was counting on it.
EPILOGUE
(Matthew)
(One Year Later)
“I now pronounce…”
Charlotte’s eyes shone with happy tears.The pride and love on her face made all of the hardships and bullshit on this journey worth it.I squeezed her hand and looked out at the intimate gathering of guests who’d come to wish us well in this next phase.
“…Ascend Sky open for business.”
Marshall popped the champagne, and the handful of employees assembled in the Ascend Sky lobby clapped and cheered.
Charlotte beamed and accepted the first glass, then raised it in silent toast before taking a big swallow.There was another round of cheers, then everyone split off, talking excitedly as they moved to explore the newly finished facility.
Charlotte and I had already seen it.We’d broken it in the night before.
“I really do love the new name,” I said, looping my arms around her waist.“And everything else about this place.”
“I can’t believe I pulled it off,” she said, looking around the lobby in awe.
“I can.”At this point, I believed that Charlotte could do anything.I took her chin in my hand and rubbed my thumb over her bottom lip.“I believe you can do this and so much more.”
“Hey, PDA,” she said, ducking from my grasp.
I rolled my eyes.“I don’t see why we have to refrain.We’re standing in a sex club.”
“A sex club with a bunch of employees,” she scolded me.“I’d like to keep this job.And this company.I finally found something I’m good at—”
I opened my mouth and raised my index finger, about to make a point about her many, many excellent skills.
“Not related to your dick,” she snapped in a whisper.Clearing her throat, she went on.“Let’s be professional, for now.Until the club is open and we’re allowed to behave however we want in here.”
Stepping a respectable distance back, I accepted a glass of champagne, as well.“I’m proud of you, Charlotte.”
She blushed bright red.“Stop.”
“No.This is your homework.Your therapist is working on getting you to accept praise in a non-submissive context, right?”Maybe it was unfair to use therapy against her, but ultimately, what mattered was that she knew she was valued.And, that she should value herself.“And I order you, as your fiancé, to be proud of yourself, too.”
She scoffed.“Your power as my fiancé is limited.”
Turning slightly, I leaned down and whispered, “Then my power as your dragon.”
