The Dollmaker(The Forgotten Files #2)(110)

He cupped her face in his hands, and when he broke the kiss, he felt a sense of renewal. She’d moved into his town house nearly three weeks ago, and he was getting used to accepting that he was not alone anymore.

“Let’s go home,” she said.

Sharp took her left hand in his and from his coat pocket removed a diamond ring. He slid it on her finger until it pushed against her wedding band. “Not the biggest in terms of carats, and I’m sure there are some rings that sparkle brighter, but—”

“But nothing,” she said, snatching her hand back so she could admire the ring. “It is stunning.”

Flickers of doubt shadowed his eyes. “You sure? I can get another.”

“No,” she said, hugging him. “No. It’s perfect.”

“I love you,” he said, his voice rough with emotion as he held her tight.

She kissed him on the lips. “And I love you too, Agent Sharp.”

“Marry me.”

“We are married.”

“Let’s do it right this time. With friends. Make it a celebration.”

She hugged him. “I’ll marry you as many times as you ask, Dakota Sharp.”

His lips broadened into a wide grin, and he kissed her again.