Her hand touches my shoulder, gently squeezing. “I left out three raw squares. You don’t have to try the baked ones if you don’t want to. I’m perfectly capable of throwing these back by myself.”
I pick up one of the warm chocolate chip cookies that have been cooling on a wire rack, lift it to my mouth, and bite into half of it. She moves in front of me, watching my mouth with tentative eyes. Her fingers begin twirling a strand of her hair as her lip becomes trapped between her teeth.
She relaxes when I smile.
“Good?” she asks.
My hand wraps around her waist and pulls her against me. I brush my lips across hers, feeling the vibration of her moan. “I’m going to ask you to marry me,” I say quietly, and she goes perfectly still in my arms.
Her breath blows against my mouth in sharp bursts. “Umm…” She swallows. “Are you…?”
“You’re going to say yes, right? When I ask you?”
She closes her eyes with a nod. “Yes.”
“Good.” I give her ass a quick smack, reaching behind her for two more cookies before I walk away.
When I look over my shoulder, her expression is perfect.
Shocked, but so fucking happy.
The End