“You’ll be mine soon, Beth, all mine,” he whispered, running his nose along her jaw.
“I already am,” she muttered, trying to control her breathing.
“No, not quite,” he chuckled.
She didn’t have enough air in her lungs to reply so didn’t bother trying. He dropped her underwear on the floor, and smiled down at her lazily.
Lying across Robert’s bare chest, Beth’s eyes fluttered shut and released a contented sigh. Robert ran his fingers through her hair gently.
“Still want to go and see your mum?” he asked quietly.
“Please,” she nodded.
“Want me to go and cook your bacon?”
“No, you’re comfortable to lie on,” she muttered.
He laughed. “We’re going to need to get up eventually,” he reminded her.
“You do, I don’t,” she said. “But I want to go and see Mum, so I will.”
“When?” he asked.
“Getting dressed first would be a good idea,” she murmured, tracing a circle on his stomach.
“It would,” he agreed dryly.
Beth looked up at him, resting her chin on his chest. The corner of his mouth twitched with a suppressed smile.
“Are we getting up then?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Give it a minute,” she smiled.
Robert opened his mouth to say something, but shut it suddenly, a frown crossing his face.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
“What’s the date today?” he asked, still frowning.
“Twenty-eighth,” she replied, after thinking for a minute.
“Shit,” he hissed, his head dropping back on the pillow and his eyes fluttering shut.
“What is it?”
“I’m on rotation all this week. I completely forgot.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’ll be out late every night,” he said.
“How late is ‘late’?”
“On what?” she asked.
“How long it takes.”
She wasn’t sure she wanted to know what he meant by that.
“I think Jay’s on too, actually. We’ll probably go straight out.”
“What time will you be back?” she asked.
“Whatever time you want me back.”
She looked up at him, slightly surprised, before nodding.
“Come on, let’s get up,” he whispered, planting a tender kiss on her lips, which she returned.
Beth sat up, getting off his chest. She reached down to the floor for her clothes and pulled them on. By the time she was dressed, Robert was already done, lounging on the bed, watching her.
“Wait here, I’ll be right back,” he said, getting up and leaving the room.
He came back within a couple of seconds. He held out the open box out to her, the ring nestled in blue satin.
“Still want to marry me?” he asked.
She grinned and rolled her eyes. “Of course.”
He smiled and his eyes glittered with happiness. He took the ring out of the box and slid it onto her left finger. Her grin widened, loving the look of a ring on her finger. She looked up at him through her lashes. He took her hand and kissed the back of it, a small smile on his lips.
“Mrs di Savoia,” Beth whispered, looking up at him.
Robert grinned and leant forward to kiss her.