Ella’s POV
After Tyson sank his teeth into my neck, it was just like the first time, fast and hard, and I loved every second of it. After we caught our breath from that first round, we had several more. They were much slower and steamier. He made love to me passionately, and this was going down as a night I would never forget.
“Ty, thank you. This night was magical, and I can’t believe that you want to marry me.” I told him as we lay on the bed with the candles still lit. His head was on my stomach, and I kept running my fingers through his hair.
“Why wouldn’t I want to marry you?”
“Because I have a lot of baggage and trauma.”
“Listen, you have no baggage, and your trauma is my trauma and whatever you need to work through it, I will be there every step of the way. Now I have anot
