Page 63 of Seducing the Sheriff
I dropped to one knee, almost losing my balance when the chair refused to cooperate by not sliding out of my way. I grabbed the hand Cash wasn’t clutching his fork with.
“Cash, I love you. I haven’t planned anything, because I had no idea I’d be doing this tonight. And even if I had planned it, I wouldn’t know how to say how much you mean to me, how I can’t envision not having you by my side for the rest of my life.” I inhaled to continue, but realized I was doing this backwards. He’d asked me first. “Uh… so yes. I’ll marry you. And I’m also asking you to marry me.” My cheeks heated. “So… Yeah.”
Cash grinned and tossed his fork on the table. He rose to his feet, bringing me along with him. Wrapping me in his arms, he claimed me with a soft, sweet kiss that told me all I needed to know. We were getting married. It didn’t matter how or when—only that we would.
When the kiss ended, we stayed close enough to share breaths, Cash gently swaying me in his embrace.
Cash chuckled. “When should we make the big announcement?”
I also chuckled, but it was mixed with a groan. “The town will lose its mind.”
Cash whispered in my ear, “What if we elope?”
“Sounds scandalous,” I whispered back.
“It does, doesn’t it?” Cash nuzzled me behind my ear. “I think we should discuss it while soaking in the tub.”
“That so?” I rubbed my crotch against the hardening bulge in his sweats. “I’ll run the water if you grab the plates and bring them inside.”
He nibbled my bottom lip, then gave me a swat on my ass. “Deal.”
I paused at the threshold of the sliding door. “Oh, and don’t forget the wine.”
Cash snorted. “As if I would.”
I laughed, shaking my head. “I knew I could count on you.”
He glanced up, his expression serious. “And you always can. Don’t ever forget that, sweetheart.”
My breath hitched. “I won’t, as long as you know the same goes for me.”
The corner of Cash’s mouth lifted. “I do.”
I smiled, wagging my finger at him. “Very good. Keep practicing that phrase, you’re going to need it soon.”
Cash arched his eyebrows. “How soon?”
I dragged my shirt over my head. “Meet me in the tub in five and we’ll hash it out.”
And as his laughter followed me into the bathroom, I knew five minutes would feel like forever.