Page 91 of Silent Heist
I glance at the man in question, who looks extremely confused.
“Not this one. But who knows, maybe the next.”
Soren growls against my neck, and I laugh as he tickles my sides and peppers me with kisses.
“Only one thief has stolen my heart, and I plan on marrying him.”
“Was that a yes?”
“Yes.” I beam up at him.
He kisses me with a bone-melting, earth-shattering kiss I want to experience forever.
He pulls away, but his lips brush against mine as he whispers, “I finally managed to steal the right thing.”
I wrap my arms around his neck, and he scoops me up into his arms where we continue to celebrate our engagement in the only satisfactory way.
The man on the ground coughs. “So are you going to let me go or what?”
Soren chuckles but brushes my lips with his again. “Where were we?”
“Right where we’re supposed to be. Together.”
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