He pulled off her jeans, paused only half a second to appreciate the gold lace of her underwear, and then those were gone, too. The sun shifted, coming through the window to hit her body perfectly, all spread out before him.
As he draped himself over her, kissed her, then entered her body in one smooth thrust, she said, “I want to start over. With us. Only this time I know how it’s going to end.”
“How?” he asked, pulling out slowly, making her gasp.
“With you marrying me.”
He kissed her again, pushing back into her heat. “I thought you’d never ask.”