Later that night

Jaya kind of stole my thunder earlier today, but damn I can’t bring myself to be upset about it. The fact that Jaya had not only gone all in on our relationship, but initiated the next step, was sexy as hell. It only made me love her more. The past few months have been the best of my life, even better than the first time we were together.

The conversation was better now with years of experience and pursuing our own interests. We both laughed easier now because we knew how hard finding happiness could be. We both knew we had to grab happiness where we found it which meant we spent a lot of time just having fun. And the sex, good god it was the best sex I ever had and it kept getting better and better. Jaya had the body of a woman, muscular and strong enough to take all of me, everything I gave her. And curvy enough to make it all fun. Yeah, I loved her and now it was my turn for a little surprise.

“Penny for your thoughts.”

I looked up and Jaya stood wearing the sexiest scrap of lace that must have been created by the devil.

“Damn.” It wasn’t the smoothest thing I could have said, but shit I think I swallowed my tongue because a grunt came out and I had to adjust my cock in my jeans. “You look…fuck.”

She tipped her head back and laughed, the sound beautiful and husky. And all I could focus on was the way her tits jiggled in sexy white cups that made her nipples look rosy and hard. And delicious.

“Thank you. This isn’t part of your surprise but I did buy it for this occasion.”

Fuck. How in the hell did I get so damn lucky? “That outfit is perfect. Absolutely fucking perfect.” I stood, walked to her and traced a finger over the swell of her breasts.

“Yeah? Perfect for what,” she asked with her hands on her hips, looking sassy as hell with a defiant glint in her eyes.

Ah, shit. I was missing one important prop. “Hold that thought.” I took the stairs two, maybe three, at a time and rifled through my work bag where I’d kept the ring box for the past three months. Waiting. Hoping. Until Jaya was ready. For this. For us.

“I’m getting a little lonely down here,” she called but I could hear the smile in her voice.

“Well then let me fix that for you,” I told her as I ran down the stairs wearing a big smile. “Come here.” I sat her on the sofa and took the seat beside her, holding her hands in mine.

“Okay I like this.” She snuggled closer, smiling like a little nymph in sexy lace. “What’s up?”

“You are babe, always.” Jaya’s smile distracted me from the fact that her hands now stroked over my growing erection. “Jaya,” I groaned and stilled her hands. “I love you and now that we’re moving forward there’s something very important I want to ask you.” Damn this was harder than I thought it would be.

“Yes Colt. I will blow you during the Super Bowl.”

I groaned. “I’m gonna hold you to that, but that’s not the question.” Damn with that kind of offer on the table I’m going to make her my wife tomorrow. “This is what I’ve wanted since I first saw you in that red and white striped bikini when you were fifteen. All arms and legs with just enough boobs to make me look twice. Okay three times.” She giggled at that memory, gasping as I pulled out the ring box. “Jaya Martinson, my beautiful badass future baby mama, will you promise to be by my side changing diapers, planning ops and making sweet love to me whenever the mood strikes? Will you marry me?”

She nodded as tears pooled in her eyes. “I don’t want to cry, not tonight. Not while I’m feeling so happy.” Her arms wrapped around my neck and she sat in my lap, right up against where I wanted her and soon, would be buried. Deep. “My sweet former SEAL.”

“Always a SEAL.”

She laughed and rolled her eyes. “Colt I want nothing more in this world than to be your wife.”

“Yeah?”

She nodded, her smile turning wicked. “Oh yeah. And guess what?”

“What?”

“This thing has buttons in the perfect spot.” It took a moment for her words to register, but when they did my hand snaked between her legs and pulled.

“Fuck. Me.”

“Oh, I fully intend to. How else are we going to fill that big house you think I don’t know you’ve been thinking about buying with children?”

“Damn I love you Jaya.”

“I know and I love you too. Now Colt, please, for the love of deep dish pizza and frogmen, take off your pants!”

“Did you say frogmen?”

“I sure did,” she grinned and lifted just enough so I could shove my pants down.

But I had other ideas. “I’m not sure if I can love you more than I do right now.”

“Maybe not, but you can sure try.”

I did more than try. I loved her until we were both dehydrated, numb from the waist down and deliriously happy.

“Do or don’t do baby, there is no try.”

“Did you just quote Star Wars to me?”

“Damn right I did.”

She laughed and tightened her grip on me. “Now I’m going to have to love you until the rest of us is numb.”

She did.

We were.

This was going to be fun.

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