Tempted Heir (The Heirs #7) - Michelle Heard Page 0,19

burning with passion.

I lose track of time as I get lost in Dash. Our lips speak a language of their own, sealing us together forever.

When she breaks the kiss, she buries her face in my neck. I wrap my arms around her, holding her tightly to me.

She lets out a chuckle, her breath bursting over my skin. “You know I get crazy when I fall in love, right?”

Silent laughter bubbles over my lips. “You don’t. You just get really excited.”

She pulls away, and with a stunning smile and an eager light in her eyes, she says, “Shit, we’re really doing this.”

I nod. “We are.”

“When are we telling everyone?”

Chuckling, I reply, “Whenever you want to.”

“How big will the rock on my engagement ring be?”

I begin to laugh. “As big as you want.”

“I get to pick?” The excitement coming off her is contagious.

“Tomorrow.”

Leaning into her, I reach for the remote and turn the TV off. When she begins to move, I shake my head. “I’ve got you.” I move my hands to her ass as I get up.

The smile on her face as I carry her up the stairs is priceless. As long as I live, I’ll never forget how happy she is in this moment.

When I reach the bedroom, I tap her ass. “Go shower.”

Dash steals a quick kiss before she lowers her legs, letting go of me.

While she gets ready for bed, I head back down and place the plates and cutlery in the dishwasher. Turning off the lights, I walk to the bedroom.

I plug the charger into my phone and check my emails while I wait for Dash to finish. When she’s done, I grab a clean pair of sweatpants from the closet and head into the bathroom. I hurry through my routine, and when I’m finished, and I open the bathroom door, my lips curve up from seeing her in my bed.

Turning off the lights, I crawl under the covers and pull her to my side. Her scent envelops me as she snuggles against me.

“Night, beautiful,” I murmur, pressing a kiss to her hair.

“Night.”

With a smile playing around my lips, I close my eyes and soak in the feeling of holding Dash as we fall asleep.

Chapter 8

DASH

That bastard.

After hearing things from Christopher’s perspective, it all makes sense now.

Josh made me feel like less. Nothing I did was good enough. I had to walk on eggshells around him, scared I’d do something to upset him. He was always quick to point out something he didn’t like. Toward the end of our relationship, he controlled what I wore, what I ate, how I spent my time.

To think I let that asshole control me like that. God, what was I thinking? I wish I could go back in time and slap some sense into my younger self.

But Christopher is right. I deserve the world. I deserve him.

My lips curve up as my thoughts turn to this morning. Waking up in his arms felt… right. Feeling his abs under my palm and his chest under my cheek had heat pooling in my core.

“Are you ready?” Christopher suddenly asks.

My head snaps up, and then I nod. “Definitely.”

He waits for me to get up, then he takes hold of my hand. “Time to put a ring on that finger,” he grumbles playfully as he tugs me closer to his side.

I let out a happy burst of laughter.

Excitement bubbles in my chest, and I keep stealing glances at Christopher as we head to the car and on the drive to Tiffany’s & Co.

As we walk into the store, I take a deep breath, and then euphoric exhilaration explodes through me.

Shit, we’re really doing this.

I’ve dreamt about this day since I was a little girl, but I never thought it would be with Christopher.

I should’ve known, though.

I glance up, and my gaze drifts over his face, his sharp jaw, the scruff, those intelligent brown eyes.

I’ve always loved him. I just ignored any romantic thoughts because he’s my best friend. Now that we’ve agreed to get married, and I’m allowed to see him in a romantic light… it’s dizzying how fast I’m falling.

Or maybe I’ve always been in love with him, and now I’m allowed to feel it?

Does it matter?

I’m going to marry him.

Christopher says something to the shop assistant, and then we’re led to a private room.

Once we’ve taken a seat, the assistant takes my ring finger size, then brings us a display of engagement rings. I’m left breathless by all the beauty in front of