Dark Taste of Rapture
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They’d soon find out.
Hector finally made it to his pants and grabbed the ring. When he returned to the bed, watching her with such loving adoration and longing that her chest ached in the best way possible, she couldn’t keep her hands off him and had to climb into his lap.
“Show me!” she demanded greedily.
He rested against the headboard, the ring enclosed in his fist. “If you don’t like it, I can always exchange it.”
Slowly he opened his fingers. A skull and crossbones with diamonds for eyes rested in his palm, and she utterly melted. “Oh, Hector. My mother is going to have a heart attack when she sees this.”
“Like I said, I can exchange—”
“Don’t you dare! I love it! It’s the most perfect ring ever. Put it on me right now, now, now!”
“So the bossiness has begun.” Grinning, he slid the ring into place and she admired it in the light. What other man would have given her such an exquisite piece? He knew her. He really knew her, saw the true Noelle, and he loved her anyway. “I wanted to buy you other things, too, but I wasn’t sure what to get the girl who has everything.”
“You,” she whispered, those silly tears returning for an altogether different reason. “I only ever want you.”
“You’ve got me.” He squeezed her tight. “Now and always.”
“I love you,” she said, twisting and throwing her arms around his neck. “Now let’s have sex again!”
He was laughing as he tossed her down on the mattress, and Noelle knew they were both happier than they’d ever been or had known they could ever be. No matter what happened next, they were together. They would always be together.
And now, if she and Ava ever got into trouble—let’s face it, they totally would—Hector could burn away the evidence. No need to mention that would be one of his husbandly duties, though. Not yet.
“I love that you aren’t afraid to speak your mind,” he said, kissing his way down her body.
“You love everything about me.”
“True. So very true.”