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I let his words glide over ood at that, you know”

“At what?”

“Atme feel as special with your words as you do with your body”

“How ive you what you need”

I ease forward and press a soft kiss to the tip of his nose “Thank you for this honeymoon,” I say I’m not sure what answer I expect A smile, perhaps Or a tease Even some romantic words

Instead, I see a shadow in his eyes

“Damien?”

He shakes his head “Sorry I was just thinking about our hotel in Paris”

“Problem?”

“I certainly hope not”

I frown I’m still confused, but tell myself that therehiuy who siets about it, knowing daain, this is our honey le closer, the thought pleasing me

“Don’t go to sleep just yet,” he says, though his voice sounds as lazy as I feel

“I’hly relaxed me”

“I know the feeling, and while I do want you well rested for e land, the fact is that Katie will be here soon with our dinner And before she comes, I have a present for you”

“Really?” Despite the fact that I’hted as a child at the idea of a gift I sit up “What?”

He chuckles, obviously aerness He sits up as well, then trails his fingers casually overto the door There is a leather folio on the ground It wasn’t there before, so he must have entered with it, and I was too lost in a sensual haze to notice

I make a small noise of satisfaction as he bends over, naked, to pick up the folio “If my present is this view, I like it already,” I say

“Minx,” he counters, h

He returns to sit by me, then places the notebook in es On the cover, embossed in the leather, are the words, To Nikki Because you are ive you the world

My heart seems to skip a beat, and I look up at him, my eyes wide so as to prevent the tears that I know are inevitable

He brushes a soft kiss over my lips “Open it”

I unzip the case and open it, revealing the ave me the day he asked me to marry him On that day, there were stickers only on Munich and London Now, the map is splattered with stickers, as if a wash of confetti has fallen atop it