I trail off when I face my lotus flower and he’s on one fucking knee. What the…?
“That scene was our beginning, as unglamorous as it was. No matter how scared I was of you and everything you presented, I wouldn’t have it any other way. You’re the purest, most passionate soul I’ve ever met. You loved me when I didn’t even like myself. You held me together when I was falling apart and helped me put myself back together one piece at a time until I became the man I am today.” He reaches into his jacket and pulls out a dark-blue velvet box, then opens it to show two rings. “I love you more than words can describe and I’ll be honored if you choose to spend the rest of your life with me so I can give back a fraction of what you’ve given me. Nikolai Sokolov, would you marry me—”
The words aren’t fully out of his mouth when I fall to my knees in front of him and drag his lips to mine, kissing him like a fucking madman until I’m lost in him and he’s breathing my air.
He wrenches his lips back but seals his forehead to mine. “Is that a yes?”
“Fuck yes, baby. I’ll marry the fuck out of you and make you my husband today if you want.”
His grin nearly blinds me as he slips the ring onto my finger. The inside is engraved with a fucking lotus flower and N X B.
“Good.” He lifts my hand to his mouth and kisses my knuckles over the ring.
“I’m supposed to be the one who proposes,” I grumble while slipping his ring onto his finger. “I hate you for beating me to this.”
“You pursued me in the beginning. I had to be the one who proposed first.”
I glide my hand across his nape and pull his forehead to mine again. His fingers stroke my hair as we breathe each other in.
This is the happiest moment of my life and I want to soak in it for as long as possible.
“The rest of our lives, huh, baby?”
He nods, lips curling into the most gorgeous smile. “The rest of our lives, baby.”
“I wouldn’t have it with anyone but you.” My mouth reaches for his and I kiss him slower this time, taking my fill of him.
I love this man with everything I have and don’t have.
I love him with my sane and insane parts.
He’s my lotus flower.
My Prince Charming.
The love of my life.
Mine.
THE END