“Solutions? There, that says it all,” she exclaimed. “Am I the problem? Is the baby a problem?”
“I’m going to try my damnedest to win you over, because I know it’ll be worth every minute and all my efforts.”
He pulled her closer, wrapping her in his arms and putting his head against hers. Dancing was marvelous, another irresistible temptation with him. She relished being in his embrace and swaying with him, and there was no way she could deny it. Recollections swirled like smoke as she recalled too clearly being held close in his embrace when they had been naked in bed. Steadily and slowly, bit by bit, he was taking chunks of her heart now.
When the song stopped, a faster number started and Ashley danced with him, sexual tension building as she watched him move around her. The devouring looks he gave her made her fluttery and conjured up more memories of seductive moments with him. She felt needed and knew he had turned on the charm to get what he wished, but underneath all that appeal was a man of steel who was going to get his way no matter what he had to do.
With a pounding heart, she gazed up at him and wanted him. In spite of all her anger, she thrilled to his kisses and enjoyed being with him.
When the dance ended, she turned abruptly for their table. He caught up with her and took her arm.
“Now maybe I’ve worked up some kind of appetite,” he said when they’d sat. In minutes, he had his red wine and her water poured. He raised his glass in a toast. “Here’s to a fabulous marriage,” he said, waiting while she glared at him.
“How can you toast a sham marriage when you’ve coerced me into accepting?”
“Make the best of it,” he said lightly, still waiting.
Exasperated, she picked up her glass, touched his and took a sip.
With deliberation he set down his glass and reached across the table. “Give me your hand.”
Mystified, she did as he asked, watching his warm fingers encircle hers. “Since when do you want to hold hands through dinner? But then, I don’t really know you.”
“You will. We’ll discover each other, and that’s an exciting prospect. It’ll be a fulfillment of dreams.” His strong, warm hand closed gently around hers while he gazed into her eyes. “Ashley, marry me.”
“You’re asking again? I told you this morning I would. I assume this request comes with the same conditions.”
He gave an almost imperceptible nod as he reached in a pocket and produced a box. Opening it, he slid a ring on her finger.
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