She squeezed her breasts and he froze, his gaze
glued to her hands. Not the effect she’d wanted. “Keith!” It sounded
uncomfortably like a shriek, but got the job done. In seconds he had the condom
on and was over her, sliding into her as their mouths came together. She braced
her heels against the mattress, lifted up to meet his thrusts. It took them a
few beats to gain their rhythm, but when they did, she tore her mouth free and
shouted.
His hands burrowed into her hair and he cursed into her ear
as he came, hard, his hips freezing their movement. She grasped tight around
him and lost herself in release. Her legs dropped to the bed and Keith managed
to shift slightly to the side before collapsing on top of her.
Well , she thought as her sweat-slicked skin began to
cool. Maybe she was going to need to consider sticking around a while, after
all.
Epilogue
“Happy V-Day, Sweetheart.”
“Hi, Mom.”
“I went to church this morning and lit a candle for you.”
“Great, Mom, thanks.”
“I lit one for Keith too.”
“I’m sure he’ll be thrilled to hear it.”
“Well, let me tell him then.”
Valerie’s eyes blinked open. Yes, her mother knew she was
living with Keith, but still.
“Uh.”
“Give him the phone, Val.”
She rolled her head and looked at Keith, sleepily eyeing her
distress with amusement.
“She wants to talk to you,” she said and nearly laughed when
his amusement turned to fear.
Biting her lip, she handed the phone to him. He glared at
her but put it to his ear.
“Hello, Mrs. Patrelli.”
Abandoning her lover to his fate, she got out of bed,
slipping on one of his button-down shirts but fastening only the middle button.
She walked down the hallway, breathing in the wonderful aroma drifting in from
the automatic coffeemaker, the low rumble of his voice behind her sending
shivers down her spine.
She flipped the light on as she entered the kitchen,
scrunching her eyes up to keep out most of the brightness. Retrieving two mugs
from the cupboard, she turned toward the pot. Her hands spasmed around the mugs
and she almost dropped them. Sitting on top of the chrome appliance was a
small, black, velvet box.
Her heart leapt to her throat, choking her. Her eyes were
wide open now, taking in as much light as possible to be sure she was seeing
what she thought she was seeing. Her gaze darted to the hallway and there he
stood, watching her, the phone down at his side. His smile was the sweet one
that she loved best, the one that told her she was beautiful every day.
Stepping forward, he reached down and relieved her of the
two mugs. When she still didn’t move, he picked up the small box and held it
out to her. Still frozen, afraid that any movement on her part would result in
her waking up from this dream, she only stared at him.
Keith tilted the lid back on the box and sank down to one
knee. “Valerie, I love you, for all time. Will you marry me?” He reached
forward, taking her left hand in his. It broke her from her trance and she fell
to her knees in front of him.
“Keith, Keith, Keith.” She was crying, eyes darting between
the gorgeous diamond ring and the amazing man who held it.
“That sounds nice, but not as nice as ‘yes’ would.”
“Yes, oh, yes. Yes, yes, yes!” She was shouting by the last
yes.
He laughed and took the ring out of the box, fitting it onto
her trembling hand. They admired it for a minute before he picked up the
discarded mugs and filled them with coffee. When he had hers prepared the way
she liked he handed it to her with a smile. But he didn’t let it go when she
reached for the mug.
“Drink up, then I want to see how the ring looks on you,” he
said, his voice going husky as he released the coffee.
Frowning over the rim as she took a drink, she held her left
hand out so they could both see the stunning solitaire.
“No.” He shook his head. “I want to see how it looks when
it’s the only thing you’re wearing.”
“That can
glued to her hands. Not the effect she’d wanted. “Keith!” It sounded
uncomfortably like a shriek, but got the job done. In seconds he had the condom
on and was over her, sliding into her as their mouths came together. She braced
her heels against the mattress, lifted up to meet his thrusts. It took them a
few beats to gain their rhythm, but when they did, she tore her mouth free and
shouted.
His hands burrowed into her hair and he cursed into her ear
as he came, hard, his hips freezing their movement. She grasped tight around
him and lost herself in release. Her legs dropped to the bed and Keith managed
to shift slightly to the side before collapsing on top of her.
Well , she thought as her sweat-slicked skin began to
cool. Maybe she was going to need to consider sticking around a while, after
all.
Epilogue
“Happy V-Day, Sweetheart.”
“Hi, Mom.”
“I went to church this morning and lit a candle for you.”
“Great, Mom, thanks.”
“I lit one for Keith too.”
“I’m sure he’ll be thrilled to hear it.”
“Well, let me tell him then.”
Valerie’s eyes blinked open. Yes, her mother knew she was
living with Keith, but still.
“Uh.”
“Give him the phone, Val.”
She rolled her head and looked at Keith, sleepily eyeing her
distress with amusement.
“She wants to talk to you,” she said and nearly laughed when
his amusement turned to fear.
Biting her lip, she handed the phone to him. He glared at
her but put it to his ear.
“Hello, Mrs. Patrelli.”
Abandoning her lover to his fate, she got out of bed,
slipping on one of his button-down shirts but fastening only the middle button.
She walked down the hallway, breathing in the wonderful aroma drifting in from
the automatic coffeemaker, the low rumble of his voice behind her sending
shivers down her spine.
She flipped the light on as she entered the kitchen,
scrunching her eyes up to keep out most of the brightness. Retrieving two mugs
from the cupboard, she turned toward the pot. Her hands spasmed around the mugs
and she almost dropped them. Sitting on top of the chrome appliance was a
small, black, velvet box.
Her heart leapt to her throat, choking her. Her eyes were
wide open now, taking in as much light as possible to be sure she was seeing
what she thought she was seeing. Her gaze darted to the hallway and there he
stood, watching her, the phone down at his side. His smile was the sweet one
that she loved best, the one that told her she was beautiful every day.
Stepping forward, he reached down and relieved her of the
two mugs. When she still didn’t move, he picked up the small box and held it
out to her. Still frozen, afraid that any movement on her part would result in
her waking up from this dream, she only stared at him.
Keith tilted the lid back on the box and sank down to one
knee. “Valerie, I love you, for all time. Will you marry me?” He reached
forward, taking her left hand in his. It broke her from her trance and she fell
to her knees in front of him.
“Keith, Keith, Keith.” She was crying, eyes darting between
the gorgeous diamond ring and the amazing man who held it.
“That sounds nice, but not as nice as ‘yes’ would.”
“Yes, oh, yes. Yes, yes, yes!” She was shouting by the last
yes.
He laughed and took the ring out of the box, fitting it onto
her trembling hand. They admired it for a minute before he picked up the
discarded mugs and filled them with coffee. When he had hers prepared the way
she liked he handed it to her with a smile. But he didn’t let it go when she
reached for the mug.
“Drink up, then I want to see how the ring looks on you,” he
said, his voice going husky as he released the coffee.
Frowning over the rim as she took a drink, she held her left
hand out so they could both see the stunning solitaire.
“No.” He shook his head. “I want to see how it looks when
it’s the only thing you’re wearing.”
“That can
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