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go back to work for the same agency?”
    “Hell,
no,” he snorted.
    “I
don’t think I’ve got nine lives like a cat. I’m not taking those kind of chances again.”
    “Then
what will you do?”
    He
slightly shifted.
    “Remember
my friend Will Pearson?”
    “The attorney?”
    “Uh huh. He’s convinced me to dust off my law degree and start practicing law for real.”
    “Oh, Sean.”
    She
leaned down to set the mug on the floor, leaving her free to tightly hug him
against her.
    He
brushed his mouth over hers.
    “Does
that yes you gave me four years ago still hold? Still want to marry me?”
    “Just
try to get away from me,” she teased.
    “In
that case, I have another birthday present for you.”
    He
stood her on her feet and went to the table against the wall, picking up a flat
jeweler’s box. She winced as she saw his back, crisscrossed with scars. God
only knew the pain he’d suffered.
    Then
she forgot as he carried the box over to her. When he flipped open the cover
she gasped at the sight of the necklace lying there. Thin links of gold were
connected by tiny emeralds set in gold rings. At the center, where it would lay
against her throat, was a larger emerald. A teardrop. A collar. The symbol of ownership.
    Tears
filled her eyes. The ring he’d given her the first time he asked her to marry
him had been an emerald. But the collar was so much more, an indication to the
D/s community that she was permanently his forever.
    Sean
lifted the trinket out of the box and motioned for her to turn around. The
collar lay smooth and snug against her skin. His fingers trembled as he
fastened the clasp. He kissed her neck and shoulders before turning her to face
him.
    “Thinking
about you was the only thing that kept me sane,” he told her. “The only thing
that helped me bear the pain. You lived in all my
dreams, Jo.”
    “But
now I can live in your days as well as your nights.”
    “Always,”
he told her.
    His
mouth took hers in a scorching kiss, his tongue a flame heating her mouth. She
sank into the kiss, wrapping her arms around him, knowing that she’d hang onto
him for dear life.
    Forever.
    THE
END

About the Author
     
    Desiree
Holt’s writing is flavored with the rich experiences of her life, including a long
stretch in the music business representing every kind of artist from country
singer to heavy metal rock bands. For several years she also ran her own public
relations agency handling any client that interested her, many of whom might
recognize themselves in the pages of her stories. She is twice a finalist for
an EPIC E-Book Award, a nominee for a Romantic Times Reviewers Choice Award,
winner of the first 5 Heart Sweetheart of the Year Award at The Romance Studio
as well as twice a CAPA Award for best BDSM book of the year, winner of the
Holt Medallion, multiple winner of the Whipped Cream Book of the Week Award and
is published by five different houses. Romance
Junkies said of her work: “Desiree Holt is the most amazing erotica author
of our time and each story is more fulfilling then the last.”
     
    You can
find her at
    www.desireeholt.com
    www.desireeholttellsall.com
    www.facebook.com/desiree holt
    Twitter
@desireeholt.com

 
     
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