God, I love her. I was ready to ask her, but she beat me to it.
“Mmmmm, wait,” she tells me, pulling away and taking out her phone. “Before you say yes, I just want to make sure… We can do this when we get married, right?”
But I growl, pulling her phone—and whatever kinky sexual position she wants to try now away—as she giggles and I roll over on top of her.
“Handful,” I grit out over her mouth right before I kiss her madly. “Hellion. Pain in my ass. Trouble.”
“You’re never going to get rid of me, you keep talking sweet like that.”
And I dive in, biting her neck and making her squeal.
THE END