He lifted his hand and reached towards her, running his fingers through her short locks. "Your hair looks good. Did you do something different?" Solomon asked tiredly, rolling a thick brown curls between his fingertips.
Kat tipped her head back. She looked at him with her lips bruised, eyes bright, and cheeks glowing. A satisfied smile played on her lips, as she answered him, "Got it cut two weeks ago."
"Hmm...I like it," Solomon mumbled tiredly, as he pulled Kat closer to him. He buried his nose in her locks before he pulled out of her. Then, he slid down the bed to wrap his arms around her middle and place his ear against her stomach.
Long seconds faded as they sat in companionable silence. They were still wrapped in each other’s arms with Solomon listening for any sounds from his unborn child.
This is where I belong, Kat thought, as she closed her eyes and drew Solomon’s unique fragrance into her nose.
“The baby is mine, right, Kat?” Solomon asked quietly into the darkened room.
Kat laughed softly and breathed out a small sigh. “Yes. I haven’t been with anyone since you.”
“Good.”
Kat smiled at the possessive note in his tone before she reached down to hold Solomon’s head and watch him listen to the child moving inside. “Solomon, what are we going to do?”
He propped his arms up and climbed up the bed to kiss her on the lips. “About?”
Kat smiled as she wound her arms around his neck and frowned up at him. “About the Free Guns. About our jobs. About the baby.” Kat paused and leaned up to lick his lower lip and give it a bite mark. “Basically, what are we going to do about our lives?”
Solomon swooped down and claimed her lips and tongue until she couldn’t breathe. She didn’t really want to breathe, if she was being honest. But then he drew back, leaving her hot, heavy, and very horny.
“We’ll take it one day at a time, Kit-Kat,” Solomon whispered, moving back down the bed and placing light kisses on her collarbone, her breasts, and lower still.
Kat’s breaths came out as little pants. Her eyes following his every movement. “But--”
“We’ll start,” he said, keeping her gaze, as he kissed her left then right nipple, “with a wedding.”
Kat jumped and clapped her hands on either side of his head. “Are you asking me to marry you?”
Solomon gently removed her hands from his head. He climbed over the side of the bed to bend down naked on one knee. He reached into the drawer of the side table and pulled out a red velvet box. “Kathy Janine Sullivan, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”
For a brief second, time stopped for Kat. Memories of everything they’d gone through during their rollercoaster relationship came back to her. Then, it disappeared. The past had no place in their future. The sins she’d committed would not taint the life she would lead. They were new people, strengthened by the secrets they’d shared. Together, they would solve whatever problems arose. Whatever difficulties they faced with their jobs, their club, and their family, they would face together.
“After everything I did?” Kat whispered, knowing what the answer would be, but needing to get the words out anyway.
“I love you, Kit-Kat. I love the bat-shit crazy things you do and I love the relatively sane things you do. I accept your past, I just want your future.”
Tears sprung to her eyes, as she held out her hand and felt the cool gold slip onto her finger. “Then, yes. Solomon Parker, I will marry you.”
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