Page 27 of Pounded in the Patch
Every detail.
The seasonal sex toys, the crown, the gothic sex altar.
He plannedeverything.
"Luke Morrison," I say, my voice shaking through my smile. "You are completely insane."
"Insanely in love with you," he agrees, sliding off the bed and onto one knee in the silk and rose petals. "Which brings me to why we're here."
He's actually doing it.
He's actually proposing to me on a gothic altar in the middle of a pumpkin patch. This is the most thoughtful proposal of all time. Every dark romance and erotic horror reader’s dream come to life.
The sight of him holding the ring, down on one knee makes the tears fall from my eyes. I can’t stop them as they slide down my cheeks.
It's beautiful.
It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
And it's exactly what I would have chosen for myself.
"Seraphina," he begins, his voice rough with emotion. "Two years ago, you walked into my life and completely destroyed every plan I had for my future. You made me want things I never thought I'd want. You made me become someone I never thought I could be."
Oh god.
I’m sobbing now, letting the tears free fall onto the silk below us.
"You are brilliant and fierce and secretly wild in ways that take my breath away," he continues. "You deserve a man who will build you worlds where your deepest fantasies can come true. You deserve someone who will love every dark, beautiful corner of your soul."
Hedoeslove every corner of my soul.
Including the parts that want to be hunted through pumpkin patches by masked men.
"I promise to keep hunting you for the rest of our lives," Luke says, and I can see tears gathering in his green eyes. "I promise to keep surprising you, keep challenging you, keep making you feel desired and treasured and absolutely essential to my existence."
Yes.
God,yes.
"I promise to build you new adventures every year, to never let our love become predictable or ordinary," he continues. "I promise to love your darkness as much as your light, your wildness as much as your tenderness, your secrets as much as your truths."
He's killing me. This is beyond my wildest dreams.
"And I promise that no matter how many years we have together, I will never stop being amazed that somehow,impossibly, you chose to be caught byme."
Caught by him.Forever.
That's exactly what I want.
To be caught by Luke Morrison.
"Seraphina Williams," he begins, and my chest tightens. "Will you marry me?"
Yes.
Before the words even make it out of my mouth, I'm launching myself at him with enough force to knock him backward into the silk. I plaster his face with kisses, tasting my happy tears combining with his.
"Yes," I say between kisses. "Yes, yes,yes, you beautiful, insane, perfect man."
