Stripped: A Dark Bad Boy Romance

by Brook Wilder

  “Oh my God,” she breathed. “Yes, a thousand times, yes.”

  Suddenly, everyone inside was cheering. Della turned to look at them, and they were all coming up to the terrace area and taking pictures. Prescott got up, wrapped his arms around Della’s waist and pulled her close to him. He pressed her forehead to hers, ignoring everyone else, and looked deeply into her eyes.

  “I love you, Della Hicks.”

  THE END