Vanquished (The Encounter #3)(52)

“We’re going to get married. I have the ring. I’ll go and fetch it once I can properly walk without hurting myself.” I was rather embarrassed not to even have the engagement ring that was in the damn safe in the library.

Leaning against me, she kissed my cheek then brushed her lips against my ear. “We can have sex …” she seductively whispered.

I froze, thinking she had bloody lost her marbles.

“It’s okay,” she assured. “It’s been six weeks.”

“I don’t know what you’re rambling on about. We were both there when the doctor emphasized no sex for eight weeks, and only after you have a checkup, so no.”

“I know, babe, but I wasn’t referring to that specific kind …”

She didn’t …

Or did she?

I was terrified. I didn’t want to hurt her, but she was begging…h How the f*ck could I decline that teasing smile of hers that made my cock rock hard? Fuck.

“Isobel …” I whispered, wanting her to see reason because I might not be able to control myself the moment I was inside of her. However, the woman persisted, and so I decided to deliver.

Life was surely not too shabby. From here on, our lives would truly begin. It was going to be rocky, but we would enjoy the ride every step of the way.