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jumps and gives him a hug.
“I love ye, Kai Stewart.”
“I love you, athair.” She steps back.
Now Lizzie’s turn.
He doesn’t stand up. He bends a knee, and I begin to shake.
“Elizabeth Bloom, I love ye.”
Tears spring to my eyes immediately, and I hold my hand to my chest. “Love you.”
“Until ye, I never dreamed I’d be here with Kai, in the country I love, on bended knee without a single doubt in my mind that ye are the best for me, and for Kai. And I promise ye a forever where ye’ll never doubt that we are also what’s best for ye. M’eudail, my chridhe, will ye marry me and take the Stewart name from now until forever?”
“Oh my God, yes!” I nod. “Yes. Yes. Yes!”
Eyes flooded with tears, I don’t even see the ring, but I wouldn’t care if it was tin. I hold out my right hand, and he takes my left, sliding it on. Then he stands up, cups my face in both hands, and kisses me.
“Bonnie wee one,” Isla calls out. “Let’s get to the picture.”
I reach for Kai as Ethan continues to kiss me.
When he pulls back, I wrap one arm around him and pull her into us. “Are you happy, Kai? Are you okay with—”
“I love us,” she says sweetly. “I love us so much.”
We don’t make it a step inside Ethan’s Scotland home before I pull his sweater over his head, breaking our kiss.
“Give me yer fucking lips back, woman,” he demands as he grabs my ass and hauls me closer to him, kissing me so hard that my lips may bruise, but I don’t give a damn.
One hand in his hair, the other reaching between us, gripping the wool fabric of his kilt as I bunch it up, I hit velvety hard, bare skin.
“So fucking hot,” I moan into his mouth.
“Yer cunt best be wet, ’cause I want to root myself inside of ye and never come out,” he growls as he storms into the house, kicking the door shut as I stroke his hard length.
“Shamelessly drenched,” I admit as I unwrap my legs from his hips, pushing down the long underwear and kicking off the wellies.
“Get yer arse over here,” he grunts, grabbing my hand and pulling me behind him as I hurry to keep up, nearly tripping over Lord knows what as I watch the bulging muscles across his back flex as he moves with purpose toward the stairs.
I pull his hand, and he looks back. I nod toward the fireplace.
“Aye.”
When he walks past me, I jerk his hand again and he turns toward me, looking slightly confused.
“The chair.”
“Ye want to ride my cock, Elizabeth?”
“More than anything else.”
“Fuck,” he spats as he lets go of my hand and begins to unbuckle his kilt.
“Don’t. You. Dare,” I say, pushing him back into the chair.
Reaching beneath his kilt, I grab his cock as I straddle his lap. He grips my hips as I rub him between my slick folds. Lowering himself down on him slowly, he hisses.
“Don’t toy with me. Ye want to ride”—he thrusts fully into me—“now ride.”
So, I do.
Epilogue
One Month Later…
Lizzie
“I’m thinking now’s a good time for you to accept my offer.” Tonya laughs as she hands me a water bottle and a wad of toilet paper.
“I’m going to kill him,” I say as I lean back against the cold tile wall in the bathroom.
“It takes two to tango, so they say.” Tonya smirks as she pushes up from the countertop and sits cross-legged, smiling at me.
“I’m telling you, he purposely left my pills behind, or he threw them out.”
“And when you discovered this, you surely made him wrap his dick in latex, right?”
I point to the floor. “Friendship circle, Tonya, or there’s the door.”
“So, about my offer?”
“You have to promise me that you’ll never sell to one of these rich bitches in the surrounding McMansions.”
“I will only sell to the richest bitch in the big brick corner mansion.”
I open the water bottle and lean back. “If this comes back up, I’m pretty sure I’m going to die.”
“Elizabeth Bloom, soon-to-be Stewart, where are ye?” Ethan calls from the front door.
Kai asked if she could visit her grandparents for the first time in almost six weeks, and Ethan agreed to one day, promising if it went well, we’d revisit an occasional overnight.
“And that’s my cue.” Tonya slides off the counter. “My lease is up in December. You’re getting married in Scotland over winter break. It’s go time, Lizzie. And I think maybe