Page 83 of Wrapped in Red

Chapter Twenty-Six

Ezra

My entire body beganto tremble when I heard those words come from CC’s lips. The way his warm brown eyes looked at me, it felt like he could see right into my soul. I stared at him, waiting for the punchline, waiting for someone to jump and scream, “Just kidding. You didn’t think Carson could actually love someone like you, did you?” But when that didn’t happen, I leaned up onto my knees so that I could press my lips against his.

“Again, please?” I whispered, before I dragged my tongue over his mouth.

“I’m in love with you.”

I hummed happily. “Again.”

CC chuckled softly. “I’m in love with you.”

“Again.” I nipped at his fat bottom lip, my hands clinging to his shoulders.

“I’m in love with you, Ezra,” he murmured. “If you don’t stop touching me like that, I’m going to have to spread you out on this table again. Is that what you’re trying to do here?”

I batted my lashes at him. “How about you take me back to my bedroom and stick that big dick inside of my ass instead? Make me come with my legs wrapped around your waist while I beg you to tell me how much you love me. I don’t think I’m ever going to get tired of hearing you say that to me.”

“Ezra.” CC growled deep in his throat as he stared down at me with lust in his eyes.

This perfect man was all mine. Really, really mine.

I dragged my hands through his soft hair. “Again.”

“I’m in love with you, princess.” CC leaned forward. “You’re smart, talented, and so beautiful. Kind, funny, and I couldn’t imagine my life without you. I won’t go another ten months without you in my life. The thought makes me sick. I’m never letting you go this time. You’re going to move to North Carolina with me, watch all my races, and someday, very soon, I’m going to put a ring on your finger.”

My jaw dropped. “You want to marry me, CC? Are you serious? Because you can’t joke about something like that. It’s not right.”

“Yeah, Ezra. I want that with you.” He dragged his nose down my jaw and against my neck. “Only you. Pretty sure it’s always been you. I just needed you to kiss me in that club to make me realize it.”

I felt a smile spread over my face at the thought of being Ezra Carey. “I want that, too,” I admitted as something occurred to me. “Are you going to let me pick out the engagement ring?”

“You don’t trust me to do that?”

“That’s a silly question. I trust you with my life.”