She bent forward and craned her head to look first at his left arm, then at his right. “I don’t see it anywhere.”
Catching her under her arms, he lifted her from the love seat and into his lap, then looped both arms around her waist. Oh, yeah, he thought. Everything was going to be just fine.
“Sorry, my mistake,” he said as he pulled her close. “My heart isn’t on my arms. It’s in
them.”
She smiled at that, cupping her palm softly over his cheek. “What a coincidence,” she said.
“My heart is surrounding me.”
“So is my love,” he told her.
She smiled. “I love you, too.”
Very, very fine, he thought, relief — and something even more wonderful — coursing through him.
“Enough to marry me?” he asked.
“As long as it’s not convenient,” she replied.
He brushed his lips over hers, once, twice, three times, four, enough to get both their hearts pounding, but not enough to scramble their brains — at least not yet. Then he pressed his forehead to hers and pulled her closer still.
“I think I can safely say there will be no convenience in our marriage,” he told her. “Love, honor and cherishing, but no convenience.”
“Good,” she said. “Because convenience just gets too messy sometimes.”
He sighed. “I must be absorbing the subtlety gene through osmosis,” he said, “because I’m pretty sure you just told me you won’t be running Public Relations conveniently, either.”
“Oh, don’t you worry your handsome little head about that,” she told him. “I know what I’m doing. Trust me.”
He wasn’t much surprised to discover that he did. He trusted Nina implicitly. And not just with the business, either. Which meant he was so far gone on her, he was never coming back. All the more reason, he thought, to stay together forever.
“I love you, Nina Jacobs.”
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“I love you, Brian Guidice.”
“Then you’ll marry me?”
She nodded. “As long as you promise me you’ll never let anyone program your Smartphone but me.”
He chuckled and kissed her quickly on the lips. “It’s a deal.”
The first deal he’d ever made that would enrich his personal life instead of his professional one. A very sweet deal indeed. Brian Guidice was a man who would be marrying his love. His life. The love of his life. Life was good, he thought as he dipped his head to Nina’s again. And from here on out, it was only going to get better.