Page 45 of Stood Up

Epilogue

Mason—Six Months Later

“Mason, are you sure you want all of my stuff here? Maybe I should put some of it in storage.” Aiden looks around my place, trying to decide what should go where. In all honesty, I don’t give a shit where she puts it as long as her body is in my bed every night from now on. It’s been there most nights anyway, and her moving in is the next logical step.

She fought me on it, though. My independent woman wanted to have a space of her own just in case this didn’t work out. I knew enough for the both of us, though, and here we are taking the leap.

I clutch the small black box in my pant pocket. Soon, I’ll be calling Aiden my wife.

“We’ll make room.” I tell her, coming up behind her and wrapping my arms around her body. She shivers, and damn I love that.

“Maybe I should sell some stuff or just give it to charity.”

“Baby, you do whatever you want with it.” I bend down and kiss her neck, making a trail up to her ear. “As long as I’ve got you, nothing else matters.”

She turns in my arms, her hands coming up to my face. “When’d you get so sweet?”

“Been called a lot of things, but sweet isn’t one of them.”

She leans up and touches her lips to mine. “You’re sweet to me.”

“Only you.” Pulling away, I fall to one knee, pulling the ring out of my pocket, while she gasps. Opening the box and holding it to her, I say, “Aiden, didn’t know what love was until you came in my life. Never want to find out what I’m missing again. Do me the honor of becoming my wife.”

Her hand flies to her mouth and tears well in her eyes. “Yes. Yes, Mason Dean.”

A wide smile forms on my lips as I slip the ring on her finger, rise and take her mouth. Then I take her to bed and show her exactly how much I love her and want her to mine forever.