She stared at him for a second, blinking once and then blinking again. She took in his features, the light in his eyes, the smile tugging at his lips, the way his dimple started to show, and she slowly shook her head at herself. She wish she could understand why his little demands, always done in the sweetest of ways though, made her smile and made her want to agree. That’s even how he asked her to marry him. It wasn’t even asking, so much as a little demand…
…”I love you,” he whispered as his hand ran up and down her naked skin. She lay on her side on the blanket and was basking in not just the warm sun, but in the afterglow of their sweet lovemaking. Jeff had found a private piece of land off the river, had gotten a blanket, and treated her to a wonderful and romantic afternoon. It was
