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By:Zoe York


Shifting her grip to balance on one hand, she reached between her legs,  the warm water bouncing against her knuckles as she touched first him,  then herself, where she stretched around his cock, and finally where she  was most aroused.

It didn't take much. A few slow rolls over her aching clit and she  started clenching around him, urging him-dragging him-into the abyss  with her.

"Well that was better than grocery shopping," she finally said once  they'd recovered and rinsed off, standing up and using the shower this  time.

He laughed. "I grabbed dinner stuff this morning. When I ran into town to drop off the building permit applications."

"You meanie!" she gasped. "And here I was feeling all conflicted and guilty, being a terrible housewife."

He kissed her soundly. "Never."

She climbed out of the tub and grabbed two towels-if she wasn't  contributing anything else to the care and order of their little home,  at least she could do that small kindness for the man she loved. "I did  cook for you once last week … " she said, squinting as she tried to  remember if that was in fact true, or maybe just something she'd meant  to do.

She'd been so busy the last few weeks, diving headfirst into her new  role, which was a bit of a work-in-progress, since her crazy boyfriend  had offered her a job that didn't exist, on a payroll funded by a guy  who had no clue what was going on.

And it had all worked out, somehow, miraculously, just fine.

Except for the part where she remembered to buy groceries and make dinner.

"You're perfect," Mick said with a satisfied grin as he wrapped his  towel low around his hips. Her gaze tangled up on the deep vee carved  between his lower abs and his hips. "And …  eyes up here." He winked. "I'm  not a piece of meat, kitten."

"Maybe not, but you are very pretty."

He snorted. "Covered in scars?"

"Every last inch a beautiful, wonderful man." She tightened her own  towel over her breasts and headed for the bedroom. There was something  so lovely and intimate about getting dressed together.

She tugged on shorts and a new tank top, then dropped a quick kiss on  his shoulder as she cruised by to fix her hair before it got out of  control. "What are we having for dinner, anyway?"

He swung through the bathroom to collect their beer bottles. "Rice with peas and mango, chicken drumsticks."

"Yum."

He held up the beers. "You want to take a walk down to the beach with these while the chicken cooks?"

"Sure." She flashed him a smile from under her arms as she worked on  twisting her hair back into decent looking spirals. Daphne's hair cream  was good, but it didn't work magic if the frizz got out of control.

He disappeared, and she heard some kitchen noises, but by the time she  made it out to the living room, he was waiting for her with a little  smile on his lips. "Ready?"

"Yep."

He handed her beer over and they headed down the path to the beach, hand in hand.

She kicked off her sandals as soon as they hit the white sand and he  followed suit. They walked a little ways down the shoreline, but the  jungle encroached on a headland not too far along, so they turned back,  taking their time.

When they got back to what she thought of as their beach, she sat down  on a piece of driftwood and dug her toes into the sand. There was  something soothing, healing about just sitting and listening to the  waves. A sound as old as the ages, it whispered right into her heart  that everything would work out.

Mick watched her for a minute, then joined her on the log.

"I went to see your mother yesterday," he said quietly.

"Oh?" Her mom had met Mick twice already-the first time right after Cara  had told Mellie she was quitting her job. Her mother had stood up and  insisted she be introduced to this man that made her daughter crazy in  the head.

But Mick had won Mellie over. Not enough to explain a spontaneous visit,  but … Mick was that kind of guy. Sweet-deep down inside, anyway.         

     



 

"I was in town, and I thought … " He shrugged and mimicked what she was  doing with her toes, burying his own in the sand beside her. "She said  that when you were a kid, you used to talk turning Villa Sucre into a  Bed & Breakfast."

She turned pink. "Yeah. It was a pipe dream."

"Any room for a B&B in the living history proposal?"

Her heart rate picked up. "I don't know."

"You should think about it. Might be a nice idea. We're going to have to  use one of the resorts on the other side of town. Could be good to have  closer accommodation options as well."

She was already picturing the proposal. It would mean only doing  re-enactments on the main floor, and they'd need to do something about  the kitchen …  She licked her lips. "What did my mother say?"

He laughed. "You don't want to ask her yourself?"

God, her cheeks were warm now. "I don't want to get her hopes up. If I  did something like that, part of it would be for her, you know?"

He nodded. "I know. One of the many things I love about you."

"My guilt over the fact that my mother still works as a maid?"

"That you're kind and giving and a good daughter." He bumped his  shoulder against hers. "She doesn't stop talking about you, you know."

"Really?" Cara knew her mom was proud, but hearing it from Mick was something else. "Thank you."

He stood up and walked down toward the water. The sun was dropping fast behind them, and cast the entire sky pink and purple.

He turned around. "I didn't know," he said, his voice carrying a bit.

"What?"

"That this was what I was looking for." He came closer again. He was  smiling, and it reached his eyes, softening his entire face. Still  strong and capable, but he was also truly relaxed. It made her heart  nearly explode from the joy of it.

"Me too," she said.

He slowly sank to one knee, and her chest got even tighter as she  watched him duck his head for a second, then look back up at her.

"What are you doing?"

"I talked to your mom about something else," he said slowly. She stood  and walked toward him, her legs shaking. "I told her how much I love  you. How I never want to let you go and I always want to be there for  you."

"Oh, Mick … " She blinked back the tears. "You're a crazy, wonderful man."

"So I don't have a job," he said with a laugh.

"That's okay, neither do I," she whispered.

"And I live in a shack."

"It's got a beach."

"Filled with rocks."

"Keeps the tourists away."

"Good point." He took a deep breath and pulled a thin gold ring from his  pocket. She recognized it immediately. "That's my mother's engagement  ring," she said through the tears she couldn't hold back any longer.

"She thought that since I was a broke-ass American vet, she might do me a solid and let me use it to propose to you."

Cara hiccuped as she laughed. "She did not say that."

He shook her head. "No. She said that she didn't regret a single day of  her marriage to your father and that it would be foolish to wait until  the right time. Life is short and love is precious. So Cara Levasseur,  would you make me the happiest man on the planet and be my wife?"

She nodded, over and over again, as she sank to her knees and threw her  arms around his neck. "For richer and for poorer. I'll marry you  tomorrow, Mick Frasier."











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