Page 112 of Saving You

I’m looking forward to my night in curled up in the chair in my little reading nook Caleb created for me while he and Charlie are at the dance. I’m currently reading a recommendation from Hannah. I had mentioned I was in a bit of a reading slump, so she recommended a mafia romance with a plus size FMC and an obsessed mafia man. I’m devouring it.

Needing a little break, I close my Kindle and head up into our bedroom to put away the laundry. Once everything is put in its spot, I make my way over to Caleb’s nightstand, opening the drawer and grabbing the familiar black velvet box before settling on the bed. Opening the lid, I stare at the beautiful ring inside.

A few weeks ago, I was looking for an extra phone charger, and Caleb said he had one in his nightstand. When I opened the drawer, I saw, sitting in the front corner, the ring box that was in his hoodie a few months ago. Now, every once in a while when he’s out of the house, I’ll open the box and just stare at it. It’s still surreal to think that after only two meetings with his mom, she gave him this ring to propose.

I know when we discussed it that night I came home to find him in the living room we decided we would wait, but now I’m wondering if I want to anymore. Caleb has only proven over and over he’s a man that can be trusted. That he will be there through thick and thin, supporting Charlie and me.

I tilt the box in my hand, looking at the ring at different angles, as the light hits the stone.

“You could take it out of the box.”

Caleb’s voice startles me. I close the box quickly and look up to see him leaning against the door frame, smirking at me.

“You’re home,” is all I manage to squeak out.

He nods. “I am.” He continues to watch me, not saying anything else.

My skin heats with embarrassment, and I squirm under his unwavering gaze.

“I’m sorry,” I say.

His brows furrow in confusion. “For?”

“Snooping and looking at the ring.”

His face relaxes, and he pushes off the door frame, closing the door and making his way to me before sitting on the bed in front of me. Reaching forward, he grabs the box from my hand and opens it, looking at the ring before placing it on my knee, facing me.

“Bails, there is no need to apologize. I’ve already told you this ring will belong to you one day. It’s just a matter of when you agree to marry me.” He reaches forward and tucks a piece of stray hair behind my ear. “We said when we’re both ready. I’m ready when you are,” he says as he leans forward and kisses my cheek.

I lean my head back and blink away the tears gathering behind my eyes. Taking a deep breath, I look at Caleb. “Yes,” I say, as a smile over takes my face.

He stares at me wide-eyed for a second, and then a matching grin spreads across his face. “Yes? Yes, you’ll marry me?” he asks, his voice unsure.

I nod vigorously. “Yes, I’ll marry you, Caleb Sutton.”

His hands come up to my face, and he kisses me deeply. Each kiss with Caleb is soul consuming. It doesn’t matter how long we’ve been together, each kiss feels like Caleb is burying himself into my soul so deeply that he’d take a piece of me with him if he were to leave.

When we break apart, he immediately finds the ring box and slides the engagement ring onto my finger. I stare at it, marvelled by how perfectly it fits. When I look at him again, his eyes are filled with hunger. He stands and wordlessly grabs myankle and pulls me down the bed so I’m lying on my back.

“Charlie is asleep, so I’m going to have some fun with my fiancée,” he says.

His eyes drag over my body as his fingers find the waistband of my leggings and panties. He pulls them down in one fell swoop so I’m laid bare for him. He quickly pushes my shirt up my body, but leaves it wrapped around my wrists. I watch as he undoes the front clasp of my bra and my tits pop free. I’m surprised he even noticed it was a front clasp, but I guess nothing gets past him.

Caleb stands there staring at me for a minute, causing heat to rise in my body. I squirm. I watch as he leaves his position and moves around the bed to my nightstand. Opening the bottom drawer, I hear him grab something and then watch as he drops a vibrator and some lube on the bed.

My eyes widen, and a sexy smirk spreads across his face as he untucks his dress shirt from of his slacks and begins slowly undoing the buttons, exposing his hard chest with each button. I lick my lips to prevent myself from actually drooling as I watch him. I will never stop relishing in how sexy he is, or the fact that he’s chosen me.

When the last button is undone, he takes off the shirt, dropping it to the floor before he undoes his belt and slacks and drops those along with his boxer briefs. I moan at the sight of his erection popping free, and the chuckle that leaves Caleb has me instantly squirming for more. I’ve learned he likes taking his time to wind me up. I can’t complain, because when he does, the orgasms are mind blowing.

He slowly climbs onto the bed, positioning himself between my legs as he drags his nose delicately over the inside of my right leg, nipping as he goes. I’m embarrassingly wet.

When he finally reaches the apex of my thighs and I feel his breath over my extremely sensitive clit, I moan.

“Please.”

“So needy tonight, Bails.” He chuckles.

“For you, always.”

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