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As we approached the gates to the property I’d bought behind her back, I saw her confusion form as she looked between the property and me. The gates were closed like I intended, although I did have the passcode.

I parked the car out front of them and stepped out. She followed after me, in nothing but a sexy as sin summer dress that had my lust burning all over again. Fuck, I loved when she showed off her figure. Her gaze was stuck on the modest-sized estate.

It was ten acres, and the Georgian style house was in tip-top shape. I should know, I went through every inch of it.

I’d seen her obsessing about these homes over the months. She watched those boring-as-fuck property shows all the time after she returned from work most nights.

I rested my shoulder against one of the iron bars of the black gate and stared at her. A mischievous smirk formed on my face as she said, “I don’t understand.”

“I bought it,” I said, impulsively. I couldn’t hold it in any longer.

Her jaw dropped as she stepped closer to the gate and studied the house. “What?”

“Yep, I bought it.”

“When?”

“When I pretended to be writing lyrics with Rome last week.”

Her typical female response, “You lied to me?”

Never mind I lied to her for agoodreason.

“I lied to you about a lot of things,” I said.

She turned to me, frowning. “What other things did you lie about?”

With my hand in my pocket, clutching the ring box in the palm of my hand, I said, “Remember last week, when I took anextra-long time picking up those napkins you wanted with the stupid fucking floral design on them?”

She eyed me cautiously. “Yeah?”

“I wasn’t really picking out a napkin.”

“What were you picking out?”

I removed the box, and her eyes immediately caught it. Straightaway, her face fell in shock. I took her by the hand and went down on one knee. I was shaking. Fuck, you’d think I wouldn’t have nerves anymore being a musician that sang in front of thousands of people.

But I was terrified.

“I love you,” I told her, solemnly, as her eyes misted. “I want to grow old with you. I want to have kids with you. I want to be in a house the entire time we’re doing those things, particularly breeding like crazy. I’m going to fuck you on every surface of that house, by the way. Anyway, point is, I want you, and I want my future to be along your side. No more time wasted, right?”

She nodded, a tear falling from her eye.

“So, marry me.Please.”

Her lips trembled. “Yeah,” she choked out. “Duh.”

I grinned as I removed the ring with its giant as fuck diamond on top and slid it on her finger. Standing up, I took her into my arms and seared her mouth with mine.

This was the beginning of the rest of my life.

*

We struggled at times.

You couldn’t undo fame; it was permanent.

But we made it work.

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