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The doors opened

Marco came out of the elevator with his suit coat off, his shirt unbuttoned, his eyes blazing with passion

“Aot everything, everything but him

Marco paced through the big living rooht da a hole in his pocket

It was perfect

It asn’t it?

He had looked at enough rings to make his head spin, all of them beautiful, some of them spectacular, none of them The One The saleswoman had done her best to help What size stone did he want? What shape? What kind of setting? Logical questions but his only ansas that he’d know the right ring when he saw it

And, finally, he had

It was a flawless blue-white three-carat diamond set in platinum and flanked by cornflower-blue sapphires Beautiful yet modest and with a fiery heart Just like his Emilia

He grinned as he took it from his pocket and looked at it

OK Maybe the ring wasn’t so modest, but Emily was And beautiful And fiery

He could hardly wait to slip the ring on her finger He’d had to guess at the size but orry about that when it suddenly hit hiuess at hether she would say “yes” to his proposal

She loved him but the only certainty in this life was that E half of him

He loved her in bed He loved her out of bed She was s with her, and she wasn’t afraid of standing up to him

And he trusted her With everything he was or ever would be His soul His life His heart