You Are Mine (Forever)
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Hiccupping, I close my eyes and let the tears fall. Not because I’m sad but because I can’t think of anything better than being Taylor Jacks’ wife. To wake up to him every day, to have him by my side for the rest of my life.
Reaching down and cupping Taylor’s face, I nod. “It would be my honor to be your wife.”
Taylor laughs, sending chills down to my toes. Pulling the ring from the box, he slips it onto my ring finger. I hold my hand out in front of me, examining the gorgeous rock. My hearts thumps harder when I feel Taylor wrap his tattooed arm around my waist, bringing me closer to him. “I can’t wait to make you my wife, Layla,” he whispers, nuzzling his face into my neck.
“I have to call Cindy and tell her…then tell my grandparents. Oh shit, my grandparents.” I bite my nail. “Oh and we’ll need to figure out when we’re going to do this and –“
“Baby,” Taylor interrupts me, grabbing my face with his hands. “Slow down. You’re going to be my wife soon enough. Let’s not stress about it now.”
Sighing, I wrap my arms around Taylor’s biceps. “You’re getting me all excited with this wife talk. Let’s not start something we can’t finish.”
Taylor lifts his eyebrow, picks me up beneath my ass and encircles my legs around his waist. “Have you ever known me not to be able to finish something, hustler?”
Grinding against his waist, I shake my head. “You have a point. So, why are my clothes still on?”
A lopsided grin travels up Taylor’s jaw, before he places me on the top rope around the ring. “I was about to ask you the same question. You ready for this, hustler?”
I lean in and press my mouth against his. “Always.”
To be continued….
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Look out for the third and final installment “Forever Yours” coming late 2013.