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They stole my heart, and I don’t want it back. I want them to keep it forever.

I have to remind myself that it’s just a few days and I will be back home with them.

The enormity of the day ahead sours my gut, bile rising in the back of my throat at the thought of having to speak to my sister. I thought I owed her a face-to-face goodbye.

But the worst fucking part of my whole day is Jade and Poppy leaving.

The muscles in my body tense, causing my calf muscle to spasm, and I groan as it seizes painfully. I clumsily and reluctantly slide myself out of Jade and roll out of the bed to stretch my muscle out and give it a rub. Fuck, that’s sore.

Watch your back. Replaying Stanley’s words from yesterday, I barely slept a wink last night and my body and mind are tired, leaving me feeling empty.

Cock bobbing, I hop up and down. “I have cramp,” I say between clenched teeth, making Jade laugh.

“It’s all the salt you lost from the tears you shed yesterday.” Jade’s words hit me hard.

“Is it weird that I didn’t cry?” My cramp now easing, I climb back into bed with her and pull her close.

Laying her hand over my chest, she considers her answer. “I think we all deal with grief in different ways. There are no rules.”

She moves on top of me, straddling her legs on either side of my body. “Fancy a shower together before everyone wakes up?”

“Abso-fucking-lutely. I can feel my cum sliding out of you.” I slip my hand between her legs and push it back inside of her with my fingers. Closing her eyes, she rolls her hips and lets out a gasp, riding my hand. She grumbles when I remove my fingers from her pussy, but then I tell her to open her mouth. Needing no further instruction, she parts her lips and licks our combined arousal from them.

I place my hands on either side of her waist.

“Let’s have a baby.”

She stills, her eyes widening. “What?”

“Let’s do it. Marry me, Jade?”

Frozen for a heartbeat, her face unreadable, she suddenly bursts into a giant smile. “Can we get married at Aphrodite’s Rock in Cyprus?”

“I’m assuming that’s a yes?” I question as I pinch her waist, unable to hide the wide smile that spreads across my face, mirroring hers.

Excitedly, she nods, “It’s a big fat hell, yes.”

“LikeMy Big Fat Greek Wedding?”

“Only smaller.”

We throw our arms around one another and hold on tight. “I can’t wait to make you my wife.” I nuzzle into her neck, enjoying the tightness of our embrace, our hearts beating as one against each other. “I like the sound of a small wedding,” I agree. “I want to pay for it, though. I am going to do some financial consultancy work. It’s flexible hours that I can do from home, at night, or when Poppy is at nursery, and while you are away. You may have to wait a little longer because I have to pay Gregor and Lincoln back first, but it pays well, really well, and I get to help people make decisions about their budgeting, retirement plans, and savings.”

“Sounds boring.” She looks concerned. “And that’s not what you want to do anymore.”

“What I want is to marry you. I will, and I will be paying for it all.” I pull her close, so her forehead touches mine. “You are what I want, Jade.”

“And you are all I have ever wanted.” She surprises me when she squeals, “We are getting married!”

Her lips cover mine in a wet, sloppy kiss that isn’t one bit romantic but shows me how excited she is.

I break away, needing to tell her something. “I have something for you. Don’t move.” I stretch over to the nightstand and pull open the top drawer to locate what I’m after.

I unwrap my fingers from around the dark green velvet box, unveiling it in the palm of my hand.

She stares at it. “You planned this?”

“I did. Well, I had a whole big thing worked out in my head about taking you down to the beach this morning before you left. Romantic walk along the sand.”

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