Page 41 of Tapped Out

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"I love you," I say against his mouth. "I love you so much."

"I love you too." He sets me down, cupping my face in his big, calloused hands. "My future wife."

I laugh, giddy and breathless. "That sounds so weird."

"Better get used to it." He kisses me again. "You're stuck with me now, Boothe."

"Abernathy," I correct, testing the name on my tongue. "Ainsley Abernathy."

His eyes go dark with heat. "Say that again."

"Ainsley Abernathy."

He groans, pulling me flush against him. "You're killing me."

"Good." I grin up at him, feeling lighter than I have in years. "That's what you get for breaking rule number ten."

"Which one was that again?" He trails kisses down my neck.

"No flirting."

He pulls back, eyebrow raised. "Pretty sure we're past flirting at this point."

"Way past." I glance toward the house, then back at him. "Want to go inside and celebrate?"

"Thought you'd never ask."

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