Haley giggles. “Well then we’ll have to try it out later, big boy. It’ll be fun.”
We kiss again and she sighs happily against my lips while throwing her arms around my neck. The sweet girl moved into my Portland penthouse with me after our reunion, and it works. Haley is now my official personal assistant, and I pay her a generous salary. Of course, we’re all hoping she takes a good, long maternity break once the baby is born because babies are a lot of work. Besides, we don’t need the money. My latest book has been a smash hit, and I just got a seven figure advance for the next novel in the series.
Plus, Black Dice will be coming out in theaters soon and has already gotten rave reviews from critics. Although we ended up omitting the particular steamy scene that Haley overheard, Verona and I added some additional scenes that emphasize the chemistry between the hero and heroine. I think my girlfriend is going to love it, and I’ve promised to take her to the premiere where she’ll meet Verona in person.
But my tempting woman has been waiting long enough, and I stand and pull her up next to me. Haley wobbles in her high heels before shooting me a glorious smile.
“Is it time?” she asks in a coy voice.
“It is, sweetheart,” I growl. “I need you honey. Let’s go to my private room in the back.”
She giggles as I take her hand, leading her across the floor of the club. It’s packed, but along the way, Haley manages to wave at her best friend Jess, who’s behind the bar. Somehow, my girlfriend managed to convince me to hire her buddy as a bartender, but I have to admit that Jess is a good fit for the position. Jessica is sassy and fun, not to mention gorgeous in her tight corsets and fishnet stockings. She’s got quite a few of the Doms at the club eyeing her, although the saucy brunette has yet to kneel before one.
Finally, we reach a long hallway and I steer Haley inside, before entering the last room in the back. It’s my private suite, decked out with a huge king-size bed, a mirror on the ceiling, and a lavish en suite. The mirror over the bed almost seemed cheesy at first, but I appreciate it now that my girlfriend’s pregnant. I love watching her take me every which way, that big belly bouncing as she moans and squeals her delight to the Heavens.
After I close the door, I turn and see that Haley’s already kneeling on the rug in the middle of the room. She looks gorgeous with her hands behind her back, her knees spread, and her head down. But instead of initiating a scene immediately, I walk to the bedside drawer and retrieve an item before standing in front of her.
“Haley, I have a proposal for you.”
She answers immediately without lifting her eyes.
“Yes, sir. What is your proposal?”
With that, I get down on one knee and gently put a finger under her chin to lift her eyes to mine. The curvy girl is gorgeous with those delicate features, big brown eyes, and lush pout, and her eyes widen when she sees the item in my hand.
“Will you marry me, sweetheart?” I ask in a husky voice. “You’re the woman who makes me happy, Haley. When I met you, I had no idea what we’d become, but now, I regard that day as the most fortuitous in my life. Will you do me the honor of becoming Mrs. Beauregard Nielsen?”
At first, my girlfriend is shocked, her pink pout parting. But then she nods furiously, tears springing to her eyes.
“Yes, I’d love to marry you, Bo. I’d love to become Mrs. Nielsen, so of course, yes!”
With that, I kiss her tenderly, but instead of pulling a ring out of the box, I break our liplock and pop open the lid to reveal a diamond choker nestled on the velvet. It’s gorgeous, made of 20 carats of jewels, and a perfect fit when I place it about Haley’s slim neck. It locks snugly and only I have the key, signifying that this woman belongs to me.