He strode into her bedroom and gently set her down on the narrow bed, quickly covering her body with his and kissing her cute little nose. “It’s not every day a demigod gets a marriage proposal from a goddess.”
He felt her chest puff up against his. “A goddess?” she whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Kee kissed her nose again, then nodded. “A passionate goddess. And there is no greater treasure, Rachel, than knowing you’re carrying my child.”
Kee finally kissed her full on the mouth, deeply and passionately, showing Rachel exactly what a treasure she was.
And he would wait, he decided, to tell her that she’d had only one more week before he’d stolen her away on the Six-to-One—no, the Seven-to-Two Odds—and proposed to her himself.
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