Page 67 of His Prize
She giggled. “Okay, okay. Let me take a look at this pamphlet.”
I leaned back as she picked it up, and I waited for the gasp. But, what I got instead were wide, watery eyes and the biggest smile I’d ever seen.
“You didn’t,” she said.
I nodded. “Yes, I did.”
“Two weeks, Israel? Are you serious right now?”
I leaned toward her. “Two weeks without paperwork or stupid phone calls or bullshit problems. Two weeks of you and me, sunbathing naked on the beach while we enjoy our luxury cabana right on the water. Complete with our own stretch of private beach.”
A tear slid down her face. “Our honeymoon. We always talked about doing this one day for our honeymoon.”
I took her hand again. “We leave Friday afternoon, and our check-in is Saturday before five o’clock. I’ve booked us a private chef who will come and go so we never have to worry about meals, and we’re within walking distance of a lovely seafood hut and cabana bar. All you have to do is say—”
“Yes!”
She leaped up from her seat and came around to me, and I barely got to my feet before she fell against me. I held her close, feeling her shaking and trembling with happiness as I sat back down. I pulled her into my lap. I felt her straddling me as her tears of joy leaked against the crook of my neck. And as I slid my fingers through her soft tendrils, I closed my eyes.
I couldn't ask for anything more than this.
“I love you so much,” she whispered.
I kissed her temple. “I love you too, Bonnie.”
She sat up, facing me. “Two weeks? Are you really serious about that?”
I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “I could never be more serious than I am right now, my love.”
Her forehead pressed against my own. “I don’t know how I got so lucky.”
I chuckled. “You were you, Bonnie. And that’s all you had to do.”
That’s all she’d ever have to do so long as I was alive as well because I loved this woman. I loved the world we had created for ourselves. And I knew, in the pit of my gut, I’d do anything to preserve it. To keep it safe. To make sure nothing else happened that might hurt what we had.
Bonnie was my world now.
And nothing would ever change that.
