Page 123 of The Sniper
“Never do that again.”
“Then don’t leave me.”
He shuffles, making me look him in the eyes.“I meant what I said, you belong to me.”
I bite my bottom lip and watch him, waiting for more.To understand what that means.
“Maybe your dad was wrong.I understand that’s what society thinks a happy relationship looks like.But you protecting me was the most masculine thing a man can do, isn’t it?”
His gaze roams my face.“I don’t want you to be in danger, ever, let alone regularly, for that to be my purpose in this relationship.”
I frown.“Paying the bills and having lots of money isn’t masculine.Make love to me like that.Mow damn lawns if you need to.”
“I barbecue a good steak and am good with a hammer.”
“And sniper rifle.”I do this girly, stupid shrug thing.
“You like that?”Jayden tugs me under him, pressing his still semi hard cock at my core.
“I mean, it was pretty hot.”
His mouth drops to mine, giving me a slow, sexy kiss.“Well, maybe I’ll go around shooting a bunch of stuff and then come home and fuck this hot, wet pussy every day.”
“Okay.No argument here.”
We laugh as we kiss once more.
“Would you be happy with that life?”Jayden asks, and I see his question is serious.
“I’m happy with you.The rest we can work out just like any couple.”
“Sure, I mean I wasn’t proposing.”He shakes his head.
“That would be weird.”I smirk.
“Not that weird.”Jayden frowns, and I laugh at how suddenly his confidence has slipped.
He flips me so I’m straddling his lap.“You want to be my wife, Tiffany Stallone?”
“One day.If you can manage six orgasms a day, mow the lawn, and agree to having four babies.”
He chokes.“How many babies?”
“Four.”
“Three, and we are in agreement.”
“Wait, are we negotiating the terms of our engagement right now?”I gasp.
He grins.
“Sneaky.”
“Is that a yes?”
“Are you really proposing to me while your cock is about to slide inside me?”My mouth parts as he thrusts up.
I palm his thick pecs, taking in all his gorgeous tattoos and wonder if I should just say yes and marry this man.
