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served to show me what a huge mistake I’d made, but I couldn’t continue on that path. The man I was knew what he wanted and went after it, and nothing got in his way.
    That was the Grant Sophie knew. And now that I’d settled on a course of action, he was back.
    Sophie was mine. All that was left was to make sure she knew it.
    When Sophie walked in, I couldn’t breathe for a moment. She wore the small, black dress I’d bought her for our first meeting with Hollis. And between those perfect, creamy tits, the emerald pendant. Yes .
    I pulled her chair out for her. “I do love your outfit.”
    “Good,” she said, all confidence and bravado. I smiled and sat across from her.
    I let myself smirk. “I hope you’re hungry.”
    “Famished,” she said, playing along as well as anyone could.
    I chuckled. “If I told you to bend over the table next to us so I could fuck you right now,” I said in hushed tones, “what would you do?”
    She lifted her menu and glanced at it as if I’d done nothing more than ask her the weather, but I didn’t miss the slight twitch of her neck. The shiver that went through her. “I’d suggest we wait until someone can remove all the glassware.” Her eyes darted above her menu and met mine.
    I laughed. “I love you.” And there it was. I hadn’t planned on it, but I didn’t regret it, either.
    Sophie stared. “What did you say?”
    “I am in love with you. Would you rather have steak or chicken?”
    “Grant, you can’t just—”
    “Can’t just what? Tell you how I feel?” I peered at her over my menu. “If you keep arguing with me that way, I’m going to have to redden your ass before we eat.”
    Sophie dropped the menu and twisted her hands in her lap. “I don’t know what to say. I . . . can’t believe it.”
    “Think, Sophie. When have I ever lied to you?” I rose and stood next to her chair, and put my fingers under her chin to turn her to face me. “This isn’t a ploy. This isn’t about business. This is about how I haven’t been able to stand myself since you left my bedroom. How I think about calling you every day.”
    Sophie opened her mouth and took in a breath.
    “I understand your hesitation. God knows I’ve given you reason.” My earlier worries that this would be too little, too late, fell away, as she searched my eyes for some hint that I wasn’t being truthful. “You’re mine, Sophie. You have been since we met. I know that now. I also know I’ve caused you pain.”
    I pulled the velvet ring box out of my pocket. “And I’ll do whatever it takes to make that up to you.” 

Ten – Sophie
     
    I love you.
    My god, he’d really said it. It wasn’t one of his half-truths, or a wishy-washy phrase that could be taken a variety of ways, like who loves ya , or I care about you . It was a simple, declarative sentence with no qualifiers. I love you . And now he held a velvet ring box in his palm.
    Was this really happening? Did I want it to?
    “Grant—”
    “Don’t worry,” he said. “It’s not that gaudy bauble I gave you before. That one was for show, after all.”
    He cracked the box open slowly to reveal three rings. One was a plain gold band—a man’s ring. Another band was smaller, etched with a serpentine pattern that sparkled like it was diamond cut. The third was a diamond solitaire. The stone was large but not outrageously so, and the band was etched to match the other. The diamond sparkled in the candlelight.
    It hit me that this really was happening, and yes, oh yes, I wanted it to.
    Compared to the first ring, it was elegant and simple. And it was the most beautiful ring I’d ever seen.
    I lifted my eyes to Grant, and followed as he lowered himself to one knee. He slipped the diamond ring from its box and held it out to me.
    “Wear this one instead?”
    I wanted to say yes . Wanted to shout it. But it had crossed my mind that Grant had asked me to marry him to fool Hollis just days before.
    Grant slipped his phone out of