Forget Me Not

Adria wasn’t sure she heard him right. “Our wedding… ?”



“If you will have me. The ring allows me to stay here and not forget. And it allows me to go home from time to time, so my family will not miss me too much.”



It sounded too good to be true—all of it—but she’d learned not to be held back by fear. The best things in life were worth the risk.



A smile of pure joy lifted her mouth as her heart soared. “If I’ll have you? If?”



A teasing light brightened his eyes. “Let us reunite ourselves properly, and then we will discuss all the reasons why you should want to claim me as your own.”



“And just what does this proper reunion entail?”



The smile he gave her was pure male conquest. “Kiss me again and I shall show you.”



She did, and in that kiss, she saw their future together stretching out in front of them, glittering with love, pleasure and more happiness than one word alone could hold.