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still need to find a place to stay.”
    “You don’t need a place to stay,” Brent said.   “You’re staying with me.”
    It was becoming a bone of contention with them.   “I can’t stay with you,” Makayla said.   “I told you I have to have my own place.   My own space.   It won’t work otherwise.”
    “It’ll work,” he said confidently, kissed her on the
forehead, and held her even tighter.   And
those same feelings of warmth that shot through their bodies like fire while
they made love, now ran through his soul like ice.   Because he knew the time was now.   Not tomorrow night, not any other night.   Now.   “Makayla,” he said.
    Makayla detected the serious shift in his tone.   Was he finally agreeing that she needed a
place of her own?   She lifted her
head.   “Yes?”
    When he saw her beautiful eyes again, and saw the sincerity
in those eyes, he smiled.   He was going
to enjoy this.
    “What is it?” she asked.
    “We need to talk.”
    Makayla’s heart dropped.   When he said it over the phone, it didn’t sound as dire as it sounded
now.   Was this the last straw for
him?   Was she too much trouble to
him?   Was he having second thoughts about
her move to Jericho altogether?   “You
told me that already,” she said.
    “We need to talk now.”
    Makayla hesitated.   “I’m all ears.”
    Brent continued to stare at her.   She expected him to give some speech the way
he was prepping, but he surprised her again.   “Will you marry me, Makayla?” he asked her.
    Makayla lifted up on top of him.   Her bare breasts were exposed, and dangled in
front of her, and a swath of her silky hair dropped into her face, covering one
of her eyes.   She looked sexy as hell to
Brent.   But his heart was hammering.   Just because he asked didn’t mean she was
going to say yes.
    And, at first, he doubted if she would say yes.   Because she was staring at him now.   Because she wasn’t smiling and all giddy, she
looked serious.   This was serious.
    “Mal?” he asked.   “You’re leaving me in suspended animation here.”
    And that was when she smiled. “Yes,” she said.   “I’ll marry you, Brenton.”
    And Brent let out the grandest smile she’d ever seen on him,
and he pulled her back into his arms.
    But then she sat up again.   “Wait a minute.   Where’s the ring,
buster?”
    “Oh.   I. . . I didn’t
expect to be coming to town today.   I
planned to ask you tomorrow night. I left the ring in Jericho.”
    Makayla shook her head in pretense of umbrage.   “Many ladies will not answer a proposal until
they see how rich that ring looks.”
    Brent laughed.
    “You’re trying to marry me on the cheap, Sinatra?”
    Brent pulled her back into his arms.   “Wait until you see the diamond on that
ring,” he said.   “Cheap will be the
furthest thought on your mind.”
    Makayla smiled too.   And relaxed into his big arms around her.    It wasn’t the way she had envision it.   She expected him to propose at some fancy
restaurant, not naked in bed.   But he proposed.   That was all that mattered now.   She couldn’t say she’d been waiting for this
ever since they first met, because that wouldn’t be true.   She didn’t want to get married any more than
he did.   But after seeing him at Sprig’s
funeral, and realizing how much he meant to her, she changed.   Suddenly her career wasn’t the shining light
in her life.   Brent was.   And she was willing to sacrifice to keep that
glow in her life.   Marriage was on her
mind these last few months, and although they never discussed it at any length,
it was apparently on his mind too.  
    She looked up, into his face.   He smiled, smoothed her hair back in place, and kissed her.   And she kissed him.   And soon he was rubbing her bare ass, and
sucking her breasts, and moving his stiff penis along her vagina until it found
her opening again, and made its way inside.
    And Makayla realized, as he began