“Of course,” she said, spinning away from him, stepping out of her pants and falling on the bed with her legs open, inviting him in, but Thom didn’t move to her. Instead he went to his dresser. She frowned in confusion. “I want you first,” she told him. “Toys later.”
“This isn’t a toy,” he said as he approached the bed. “You gave me a ring, so I need to give you one.” He opened his hand a displayed a silver band with a diamond. “Marry me?”
Kathleen’s smile was calm, as if she expected this event to happen. She took the engagement ring from his hand and slipped it on the third finger of her left hand. “I think all men should have engagement rings like yours,” she told him.
Interlude One
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