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“Oh my God,” I squeal as I take the keys fromhim.
I let myself in and run around the downstairs. I come to a grinding halt when I come across a bottle of champagne, a small carton of orange juice and a little black box sitting on the kitchenworktop.
“There’s one more thing,” Lucas says when he comes over and sees where my focusis.
“I don’t think I can cope with any more,” I admit, but it doesn’t stophim.
He walks over to the box and picks it up and turns to look atme.
“I want us to be a proper family, and that means we all have the same name. I love you, Lilly. Will you marryme?”
“Lucas, this is crazy. We’ve only just got back together. You’ve been gone for weeks.This—”
“I know all that, Lilly. But no amount of time will make me surer of what I want. I want you. I want these two,” he says, caressing my belly. “I want usforever.”
“I do, too,” Iadmit.
“Is that ayes?”
“Yes, it’s a yes.” Before I’ve finished talking I’m up in Lucas’ arms and spinning around the room. His lips descend on mind and I lose myself in him. I forgot how all-consuming one kiss from himis.
When he pulls back, I’m shamelessly panting, my pregnancy libido well and trulystoked.
“You’re going to be Mrs. Lilly Dalton,” Lucas says with asmile.
“Take me back to the hotel, Luc,” Isay.
“I didn’t think you were ever going toask.”
Lucas sweeps me up in his arms and carries me back out to the car, along with the bottle of champagne and carton of orange he swiped off the side on our wayout.
