“The only groom you’re ever going to have is me,” he growled, yanking me flush against his chest.
I narrowed my eyes at him. “And the only way that’s going to happen is if I get a real proposal after you’ve put some thought into asking me to marry you instead of a spur-of-the-moment decision because my sisters backed you into a corner.”
“Let me get this straight.” He grinned down at me. “What you’re saying is that all I have to do to get you to agree to marry me is prove that the idea is all my own and come up with a romantic way to pop the question?”
I nodded, the gleam of satisfaction in his green eyes making me a little nervous.
“I don’t think the bar is set as high as you think it is, baby. But consider your challenge accepted anyway.”
10
Will
If Aurora wanted to be swept off her feet, I had absolutely no problem making her dreams come true. By becoming my wife and the mother of my children, she was doing the same for me.
It would take a few days for her ring to arrive since it was being custom made, so I spent the time putting everything in place for the perfect proposal. When the day finally arrived, everything had been checked and checked again.
I started by waking her up with a breakfast of pancakes with fresh strawberries and cream. Quietly, I placed the tray on my side of the bed, then went back around to sit near her sleeping form. Leaning down, I brushed a soft kiss over her lips and whispered, “Aurora, baby, wake up.”
She stirred, and a sweet smile graced her face as she stretched out her body. The blankets dipped low, exposing her perfect breasts, and I had to shake my head to clear away the fog of lust threatening to distract me.
“I brought breakfast,” I said, returning her smile as I helped her sit up. She scooted back to lean against the headboard, and when I pulled the sheet up to cover her, she quirked an eyebrow in question. “I’m only so strong, baby, and I want you to eat your breakfast, not become mine.” She opened her mouth to speak, and I covered it with my hand. “We don’t have time this morning. We have to leave for work in half an hour, and I’m not going to rush when I’m feasting on your delicious body.”
Aurora’s eyes heated, but she nodded, so I removed my hand. I carefully lifted the tray of food and set it on her lap. She looked at the spread with delight and let out a little moan before licking her lips. It was absolute torture, and my body was screaming at me to discard all my plans and spend the day in bed worshipping my woman.
I cleared my throat and stood, trying to think about anything that would take the edge off the desire clawing at me. A gagging sound had me whipping around to see Aurora bent over the tray, spitting out the food in her mouth. I rushed over and lifted her face to mine. “Aurora? What’s wrong, baby?” Since it was too early to know if she was pregnant, worry creeped in.
“I think the strawberries went bad,” she croaked before taking a big swig of the coffee sitting on her tray.
I glanced down at the red, gooey stuff slathered over the fluffy, golden pancakes. Since it was like a strawberry glaze, it would’ve been easy to miss if the strawberries were mushy with over ripeness. A sigh escaped my lips as I rolled my eyes to the ceiling. It certainly wasn’t the start I had envisioned for the day.
Aurora giggled, and I glanced down at her twinkling blue eyes. It was impossible to fight my answering smile when she looked at me like that. I kissed her forehead and shook my head ruefully. “Sorry, baby. We’ll get breakfast on the way to work.”
She trailed a finger down my bare chest and eyed me slyly. “Now that we don’t have breakfast taking up our time…” I grabbed her hand before she could go any lower and gave her a mock glare.
“If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you only want me for my body,” I said with a huff. Aurora laughed boisterously and smacked a kiss on my lips.
Then she winked at me. “It certainly doesn’t hurt your cause.”
I barked out a laugh and playfully tugged her from the bed. “Let’s go, beautiful.”
With a pat to her juicy ass, I urged her toward the bathroom. It took a monumental feat of strength to ignore her “come hither” look as she sashayed toward the shower. When I remained firm, her face drooped into an adorable pout, making me laugh as I hastily left the room to escape temptation. The day was already off to a rocky start, but it wouldn’t ruin everything else I had planned.