Holiday With Mr. Right (7 page)

He cast a wry smile at her and lifted a hand to tuck her hair behind her ears in a gesture so reminiscent of Alex that she caught her breath. “I think you’ll do better by yourself,” he said gently. “You should find him in the Captain’s cabin, below deck.”

She nodded and took a deep breath. “Thank you, Hussein. Regardless of how this goes, I’ll never forget your friendship.” She stood on her toes and pressed a kiss to his cheek.

A flicker of emotion came and went in his eyes before he flashed a mischievous smile her way. “Don’t forget my offer. My boat is much bigger than this.” He winked at her and laughed when she rolled her eyes at him. With a final nod at the stairs leading below deck, he left.

Taking a fortifying breath, she went to find Alex. She found him in the Captain’s cabin, just as Hussein had said. He was lying on the bed in a pair of white cotton shorts and a white t-shirt and he looked incredibly sexy. He didn’t move when he saw her. She saw the surprise in his eyes before his lashes came down, hooding his eyes.

“Hi.” Her voice sounded croaky even to her ears.

“Hey.”

She walked further into the room and stood by the king size bed. “Don’t you want to know why I’m here?”

Alex closed his eyes. “I’m sure you’ll tell me when you’re ready.”

Angie sighed. He wasn’t going to make this easy for her. “I was on my way to the airport when we turned back and came here. Hussein brought me.”

Alex didn’t say anything. He didn’t know what to say. He could barely hear himself think above the pounding of his heart. He couldn’t think beyond the fact that she was here. She hadn’t gone to the airport. She was here! He wondered if he was dreaming or hallucinating. He had dreamed about her so many times since yesterday that it wouldn’t surprise him if he opened his eyes and discovered she was gone. Mercifully she began to speak.

“I…You weren’t there to say goodbye, then Hussein was. And he made me see that nothing in life is guaranteed. I’m scared Alex. I’m scared that if I lose you I might never recover from that. But then by leaving, I was losing you anyway so…” she paused to take a breath. “So I figured I would rather have any time I can have with you than not have you at all.”

When he still didn’t say anything, Angie began to cry softly. She clambered up the bed, kneeling beside him. “I’m so sorry I hurt you, Alex. Please don’t send me away. I love you so much. Just, please…”

Her tears undid him. He grabbed her and pulled her on top of him, rubbing her back as he kissed her eyes, her nose, her cheeks and finally her mouth. He went back to her eyes again and kissed off her tears. “Sweetheart, please don’t cry. Angie baby, I love you, don’t cry.” He held her as she sobbed out her heart.

“I’m so sorry,” she said through her tears.

“You have no idea how glad I am that you’re not at the airport,” he murmured, running his hands through her hair, her wonderful silky hair. He still couldn’t believe she was here with him and that she loved him. She did say she loved him, didn’t she? “You love me?”

She lifted her head off his chest then and gazed into his eyes, hers twin pools of adoration. “I love you so much Alex Farhadi that I don’t want to go another day without you. The past twenty-four plus hours have been hell.”

He framed her face between his hands and looked deep into her tear filled eyes. He was so crazy about her. His emotions rose, nearly overwhelming him and he couldn’t say a word. Closing his eyes briefly, he thanked the Saints and the Prophets for bringing this woman to his life and for giving him a chance with her. Opening his eyes again he let all the emotion inside him show in them. “Angie, I want to ask you something.” When she nodded, he continued, “I am going to ask you to marry me.” He gently placed the tips of his fingers on her mouth when she opened it to speak, her eyes wide with apprehension. “Not now, I can see you’re not ready. But I will ask eventually. What I want to know is if you’ll consider spending the rest of your life with me. I’m not asking you to do that. I’m just asking if you will consider it. Will you consider it?”

He held his breath waiting for her answer. He already knew he was going to spend the rest of his life with her. She was the other part of his soul. But she had been through a lot and he knew she needed time to adjust. She was here and that was huge. She stared at him now, her eyes deep fathomless pools. He had no idea what was going on in her head and that worried him. She looked away from his probing eyes briefly, but when she looked back at him, his breath caught in his throat. He saw reflected in her eyes the promise of tomorrow. It was almost as though she’d taken everything he was feeling inside and beamed it back at him. She lowered her lips to him and dropped a quick kiss.

“When you do ask, I will not consider it.” Alex stiffened and frowned in confusion. Had he read her wrong? But she was smiling tenderly at him. “Whenever you ask me to marry you Alex, I will say yes.”

Relief so strong surged through him, he felt he would burst. With a quick move, he flipped her over so that she was lying down and he was on top of her, then he proceeded to kiss her so thoroughly that she was gasping for breath by the time they broke apart. He was already hard from needing her. “You are a minx, Angela Scot. And I love you so much.”

Angie wrapped her arms around Alex and smiled into his eyes. She leaned up and whispered into his ears, “Show me how much.”

Alex’s eyes flared with passion and he proceeded to show her just how much he loved her.

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