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1 YEAR LATER

Paris, France

"Babe, hurry up," I tell Lana as she fixes her hair in the bathroom. "We're gonna be late for our reservations."

"Shut up we are not going to be late."

I see her roll her eyes and I can't help smile. We could have sex right now, have her take another shower, get redressed and still make it to dinner. Mostly because we don't need a reservation. I don't come to Paris very often but when I do I always come to this restaurant. It's owned by one of the first patients, I've ever had.

With very naughty intentions, I walk into the bathroom to find my gorgeous girlfriend putting on lipstick. I wrap my arms around her waist and kiss her neck. She hums and leans into my touch.

I kiss under her ear and down her neck to her shoulder. She's wearing a gorgeous tight red dress that falls mid thigh. I love the way it hugs her perfect ass. Gripping her hips, I thrust mine forward pressing up against her.

Letting my hands skim down her sides, I grip the hem of her dress. Slowly I begin to pull it up, but before I can even get it over her ass Lana stops me, pushing me back and turning around to me.

"I thought we were running late. Remember?"

Grumbling, I wrap my fingers around her neck and place a soft kiss to her lip, making sure I don't mess up her lipstick that she just applies.

"I love you," she whispers.

"I love you too," I reply with a gentle tap to her ass before leaving her room.

Thirty minutes later we arrive at the restaurant where we are immediately seated. We eat a delicious 8-course meal and indulge in an easy conversation that I love having with her. I have never felt so free in my life, then right now with this woman. Even though my palms are sweaty and my heart is racing and I can't focus on anything but the bulge in my pants, I feel at home. With this woman. This woman is my home.

She moved in with me two months after I got her back. And I have loved every second of it. Every time I come home she always seems to know what I need, whether it be someone to talk to, food, or cuddling. In return I give her everything that I possibly can.

"I want to take you somewhere," I tell Lana as I pull her to her feet and guide her toward the exit.

"Where might this place be?" She questions, lacing her fingers through mine.

"It's a surprise."

We walk for a few blocks before Lana tugs my hand and stops me. A cute little pout sits on her face before she finally speaks.

"Baby, I've tried not to complain but my feet hurt in these heels."

Luckily we are already at the destination. It's a quiet little spot that I learned about a few visits ago. It has beautiful lights and wonderful views. The perfect spot for us.

I grab Luna's waist and pull her into me. "You know I love you."

"I love you too."

Ok Ashton, you can do this. You got this.

"Lana?"

"Yes?"

I take her hands between mine. "I want to spend the rest of life with you." I love her smile. "I can't imagine life without you and I am glad I met you. I'm even happier that we didn't end it on a one night stand, my cute Bambi."

She glares at me.

"I love you and I want you as my woman. I want to hold, you, and please you and spend the rest of my life with you. I promise to watch you grow and help you grow as a person. And I want to be there for you when times are rough. I also want something else from you, but I have to ask..."

I get down on one knee and pull out the ring box from my pocket. Water fills Lana's eyes and she's already nodding when I flip open the case.

"Lana Davis, will you marry me?"

"Yes!" She exclaims, yanking me to my feet and pulling me into a kiss.

"I love you," I whisper slipping the ring on her finger.

"I love you too."