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He winked, “I plan on it.”

Then I looked at Ethan and answered, “Feels pretty fucking good.”

Once we ate and played a few games of corn hole, we said our goodbyes.

There was something we did sometimes, and that was to window shop on Main Street.

Therefore, once we loaded up into the truck, we went and did just that.

Only this time, I had Harlee’s hand in mine.

And the looks we both received were totally worth the wait.

Everyone we passed had been happy for us.

Even Mr. Olson.

Mr. Hooper.

Even Bridgett.

We had just stopped at Frozen Tree for milkshakes and were pointing at things we liked. I noticed that the sky was starting to darken; therefore, I looked down at her and asked, “Tell me what you want to do, Darling.”

She stopped, and then looked up at me, biting that bottom lip I wanted to suck between my teeth, “Anything?”

I nodded, “Yeah. Anything you want to do, the world is your oyster, gorgeous, I’m just living in it.”

She gave me that blinding smile that always rocked me to my core, and then her cheeks turned a pretty color of light pink.

I grinned down at her, placed my finger under her chin, so I could stare into those mossy oak-colored eyes, and said, “What is it?”

She bit that bottom lip of hers, and then said, “You said the world is my oyster, right?”

I nodded. Because I meant every word of that.

“Then... what I really want is to be yours.” She said.

I felt something in my chest click into place, had no idea what it meant, but if it pertained to my Harlee Belle, then I was here for it. In every sense of the word.

“You already have me.” I reminded her.

And then... she shocked the ever-loving shit out of me.

She pressed close, her body tight into mine, and then she said, “In every way that counts.”

Harlee

“Be absolutely sure about this, Darling. Cause once I get inside you, I’m never going to want to leave.”

“Never been more sure about anything in my life.”

He waited a beat, standing there, almost waiting to see if I was going to change my mind.

And when I didn’t, he swallowed.

“Say it. One more time.” He said.

“I want to be yours in every way that counts. So do it. Make me yours. And give me you. All of you.”