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I give him a shy smile. “I am. Seth, since the moment you walked into my life and quite literally saved me like some knight in shining armor, I’ve placed you on a pedestal, constantly wondering what a life with you would be like. Then one day, you walked into a kink club, participated in a charity auction, and decided to give me a chance.”
Some giggles can be heard behind us, but I continue.
“You bid on me, and I swear that moment you won and looked up at me was the moment my heart decided to beat for you. I think that was the moment I realized I love you. Every day since that moment has been filled with happiness. I want that for the rest of our lives. I want you. I want us. I love you, Daddy.” I let out a deep breath. “Will you marry me?”
Seth’s stunning smile is so wide, it causes my heart to skip. He hasn’t even said anything out loud, but I can see the answer clearly in his beautiful green eyes.
I smile in return.
Suddenly, he’s nodding frantically, pulling me up his body and peppering me with kisses. I jump up into his hold and wrap my legs around his waist. It’s awkward with all the material from our thick coats, but he finds a good grip with his hands cupping my ass. Seth slams his mouth against mine and we kiss passionately until someone clears their throat.
Our lips part, but I keep my legs firmly wrapped around Daddy.
“Well?” Grandpa asks. “Are you gonna keep us waiting? Answer the damn boy already.”
Giggles break out around us.
Seth’s eyes crinkle in the corners as he laughs too. His gaze meets mine. “Yes, petal. Yes. I will marry you. Since that moment your fingers slid into mine and you shook my hand, I felt that spark between us. I knew you were meant to be with me. I love you too, Wylan. Yes. I would be honored to marry you.”
My heart sores. I pull his face back to mine, my lips finding his. Our friends and family cheer and clap all around us.
Seth pulls away from my kiss and places me down on my feet. He leans in close and whispers in my ear so only I can hear. “Thank you for giving me a chance, flower. Thank you for letting me be your Daddy.”
This time, tears rim my eyes, because I know exactly what being a Daddy means to him. “Of course,” I whisper, suddenly feeling happy and shy, shocked that this man was willing to show methis side of him. Seth smiles down at me tenderly and wipes my tears away with the pads of his thumbs. Then, he wraps me in his arms, cocooning me with his warmth, his safety, and his trust.
“Today feels almost magical.” I hum happily against his chest. “I’m glad we stayed here in town to celebrate Christmas.”
“Me too, petal. This is exactly where we’re meant to be.”
The End.
