Authors: M.E. James
"I think it was the best dessert I've ever had." He kissed her cheek.
"I agree." Even chocolate cake wasn't better. "In fact, it was so good that I think you'll be in charge of dessert from now on."
Sebastian pulled back enough to stare deep into her eyes. "If you think that's good, just wait until you see what I can do with Chinese food."
"What?" Her eyes widened.
"Kidding." Sebastian chuckled.
"You ass." She punched him playfully in the arm—and then kissed him silly.
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"'A dream you have will come true,'" Sebastian said, reading the quote from his fortune cookie. "Now that's something I can live with."
Two and a half hours later, Emmy sat in bed next to Sebastian, enjoying Chinese food and a little pillow talk. She couldn't remember ever feeling so mellow. It was all the good sex, she reasoned. Nobody in the world would need Valium if they had a lover like Sebastian. Grinning, she snuggled up to the man, pressing her naked breasts against his arm.
"Want to open your fortune cookie too, sweetheart?" Sebastian kissed the tip of her nose.
"Ah, that's all right." She nuzzled his shoulder. "They're silly."
He handed her the cookie. "Humor me."
Shaking her head, Emmy opened her fortune cookie—and froze. The slip of paper inside said, “Will you marry me?” She looked up, startled, and saw that Sebastian had conjured up a jewelry box out of nowhere.
"Surprise." Sebastian gave a nervous laugh.
She gasped. "Is this why you disappeared this afternoon?"
"I went to buy the ring," Sebastian said. "My brother helped with the fortune-cookie bit."
"Oh." She wasn't sure what she'd expected, but it wasn't this.
Shaking, she took the jewelry box from him and opened it. Inside was a ring with a dazzling white gold band with rubies set in the middle. It was the most beautiful thing she'd ever laid eyes on. Though Sebastian had proposed before and she'd accepted, she was so touched that tears welled in her eyes. The ring and the proposal made everything seem more real.
"I know that this isn't the first time I proposed, but I thought you deserved something romantic." He wrapped his arms around her and held her close. "And I just want you to know that I love you more than anything in this world. I promise I'll stand by your side no matter what happens, and I'll take care of you and our baby."
"Oh, Sebastian." She let out a sob of happiness.
"What do you say?" he asked.
"I said yes already, didn't I?" She took the ring out of the box.
Sebastian helped ease the ring onto the correct finger. "I wouldn't mind hearing the answer again."
Emmy grinned. "Yes, I'll marry you."
Then she flung her arms around his neck and cried out in joy.
Seven Months Later…
Emmy stared down at the newborn baby in her arms. Her son, Noah, was seven pounds of sheer wonderfulness, and she couldn't remember a time when she felt more whole. Sebastian, who'd been at her side during the entire birth, touched his son's hand.
"He's so beautiful," Emmy whispered.
"You're both beautiful." Sebastian kissed her cheek. "I think this is the best day of my life."
Emmy traced her son's cheek, surprised by how human he looked. "Since he's the Alpha's son, does this mean he's going to be, you know, a leader like you?"
"He can be whatever he wants to be." Sebastian still hadn't torn his eyes away from his baby's face.
An answer couldn't have pleased her more. After all, she wanted her son to have a happy life full of freedom and love. She sighed, immersed in the peaceful moment.
Unfortunately, that was when Mary Lou cried from outside the door, "Can we see him now? I'm dying out here."
"Yeah, I want to see the little quarterback," her dad called.
"Oh, Doug, don't start already," her mom said. "Noah was just born."
Emmy rolled her eyes, but then she exchanged glances with her husband.
"Suppose we should let them in?" She grinned.
"I guess." Sebastian nodded. "After all, we'll have a lifetime to spend with this little guy. I suppose we can share him for a few minutes."
As the two of them exchanged smiles, Emmy realized that her one-night stand with Sebastian had been the best mistake she'd ever made.
THE END
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