He'd finally found her.
"You love it," he said. "Maybe we'll get married here."
She stumbled and he caught her. "You always were arrogant, egotistical, and assuming," she declared.
"I'm also right."
"Funny, before the marriage part comes another element I haven't heard yet."
He laughed, spun her around, and pressed her back against the gate. Her nose was red, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes sparkled. Dylan lowered his head. "I love you, Riley Fox. I probably always have. It was you I was searching for all along."
"Damn right." She lifted her arms and buried her fingers in his hair. "And I love you."
"About time. I have a wonderful plan already for the honeymoon."
"Oh yeah? Someplace warm and tropical?" she teased.
He nibbled on her lower lip. "No. I intend to fill an entire room with stainless-steel appliances and fuck you thoroughly on every last one of them."
Her body shuddered and a low moan vibrated from her throat. Crap, he loved this woman. Body, mind, heart, and soul. He couldn't wait to see what the next fifty years would bring.
"But for now, I just want to skate with the woman I love."
She smiled and pressed her lips softly to his.
And they skated.
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