Summer/Time (The Sunny Sunshine Duet #2)

Chapter Thirty-One

Summer

Rolling onto my back, I instantly smile. Feeling my muscles stretch, my body reminding me of last night, the intensity of the connection Bhodi and I both share with one another. But when my hand reaches for the cool part on the rug, I lazily open my eyes, questioning the blank space next to me. Holding the blanket around my body, I blink a couple of times, looking around the sparse space. Embers from the fire burn low, deep oranges still peeking through the ashes, but an early morning chill sweeps through the room. Walking towards the window, I peer out towards the vast woodland, the early morning lilac sky still waking up, the sun barely in the sky yet but the ice still lingers in the air.

Tugging the blanket around me, I follow the rich familiar smell of coffee. When I reach the kitchen, I see Bhodi standing at the breakfast bar, lost in thought staring down at something. When I push the door open, his neck snaps to mine and the wild look in his eyes immediately softens.

“I was wondering where you were.” I smile.

“Making us some coffee.”

He gestures to the pot brewing on the side.

I look down towards the breakfast bar, where a small box sits. He follows my line of sight, picking both items up and turning to me. He takes a couple steps towards me, holding a beautiful bouquet of sunflowers. The petals are as warm as a summer’s day, the rich colours lighting up the room and their beautiful scent reminding me of sunny summertime’s as a child.

“Those are beautiful,”

I say, gently running my fingers across the delicate petals.

“I didn’t just bring you here to tell…to tell you about me.”

Bhodi lets out a low breath. “I wanted to bring you here because…well one day our babies might ask how I proposed.”

He smiles wickedly. “I don’t think me smearing my blood on you, with a dead body nearby would be the best story.”

I burst out laughing, my hand flies to my mouth but I can’t help it. Something I’d not thought about yet, but the way Bhodi says it sounds so carefree. But deep down, he’s right, it’s not a story we could ever tell our children. I feel tears begin to prick my eyes, the thought of our children one day, in a flash I see it in my mind. Days at the beach, family BBQs, first days at school, those god-awful PTA meetings that I know I’ll hate. It brings tears to my eyes, the thought of such beauty he and I could create after such chaos and sadness. I smile through watery eyes, as does he.

“Probably best we keep that to ourselves,” I tease.

When he drops to one knee, I feel the emotions collide and wash over me at once. Opening the box, a beautiful white-gold band encrusted with tiny diamonds all surrounding one large teardrop diamond glimmering in the early morning light. Bhodi gently takes my trembling left hand in his.

“Summer Harper, from the moment I first laid eyes on you, I knew you were everything I ever wanted. The way your full lips smile with joy, your beautiful baby-blue eyes glimmer with hope and wonder. I loved you from the very beginning and each day has proved to me that I can love you more and more. I promise to protect you, love you, share my thoughts with you, through our best times and our worst.”

A single tear slides down his cheek. “I want everything and more with you. Not everyone has their Sunny Sunshine, but I know I have mine.”

Dropping to my knees, I shuffle closer to Bhodi, with tears in my eyes, my hands cup his face, gently wiping his own tears away.

“I’ll follow you into the darkness, Bhodi, but I’ll always lead you back towards the sunshine.”

I smile, my lips pressing gently to his.

When we pull away, the fire between us licks higher and higher, surrounding us.

“Will you marry me?”

Bhodi’s words ghost my lips.

“Yes.”

I nod. “Yes, Bhodi, I’ll marry you.”

I stifle a happy sob, as he glides the delicate, beautiful ring along my finger. I move my fingers gently, watching the diamond sparkle.

“It’s so beautiful,”

I say unable to pull my eyes away.

Guiding my face to his, we fall into a deep kiss. Bhodi wraps my legs around his waist, throwing the blanket to the floor, climbing the stairs, my lips never leave his, my body awakening and grinding against his.

“So impatient,”

he murmurs, teasing against my lips. His thumbs make soft circles on my thigh. Climbing the stairs, my heart pounds in my chest, my hands unable to move from Bhodi’s face as I study the beauty of the man I love with everything.

“Maybe so,”

I tease, as he kicks open the door and I land on the bed with a giggle.

Tugging his shorts down, his cock drags against my pussy. I sink my teeth into my bottom lip as Bhodi guides himself inside me with precision.

“Fuck, I’ll never get used to that,”

He purrs against my ear.

My back arches, each thrust is slow and deep as we lose ourselves in each other. The love and warmth pulsing through our veins, our bodies entwined in a hot mess of desire and want. Bhodi takes my left hand, running it along his face, his eyes no longer haunted by the traumas of his past, I no longer have the fear looming over me, the cloud of dread taunting us, we’re finally free to have the life we want…. together.