Deep, Deep Donuts by Megan Wade
Wes
“Oh shit, sweets. Did I hurt you?” I ask, pulling myself out of her and gathering her in my arms. “I’m so sorry. I was trying to be gentle, but I got carried away. Please don’t cry.” I press a kiss to the top of her head as she tucks her face against my chest. I can feel the dampness of her tears against my skin.
“You didn’t hurt me, Wes. Well, maybe a little. But in a good way.” She sniffs and lifts her eyes to mine, giving me a watery smile.
“Then talk to me. Tell what’s got you so sad.” I hook a finger under her chin and press a soft kiss to her lips.
“I’m not sad,” she whispers. “I’m…I’m scared. I’m scared that all those things you said, all the things you wanted… I’m worried that now that…that we’re done, that it’ll turn out you didn’t really mean them. That…that you don’t want me like that.”
“Oh god, Tamara. I never would have said any of those things if I didn’t mean them. All of it, from falling in love with you the moment I saw you, to wanting a family together, is all true. You are it for me. You are all.”
She closes her eyes tight and releases her breath, and I just hold her as tight as I can, whispering to her that I love her and I want her, and I will do anything to be with her. “There’s no doubt in my mind that the day I met you was when I met my soulmate.”
“It was?”
“Yeah. I spent the entire summer searching for you, and while it was the donuts that drew me to you, it was you that kept me coming back and wanting more. I’m in love with you, I want a family with you, and somewhere in all there I want to marry you too.”
“You seem so sure.”
“That’s because I am.”
“Even though we’ve barely known each other for a week?”
I nod. “When you meet my mother, I’ll get her to tell you about the day she and my father met. It was also the same day he proposed.”
She sits up and gasps. “So, falling hard and fast runs in the family, then?”
I chuckle as I brush my thumb lovingly against her cheek. “It does. I guess you should think yourself lucky I don’t have a ring, or I’d be proposing right now too.”
Tugging her bottom lip into her mouth, she grins up at me. “Lucky? I don’t think that’s what I’d call it.”
“Oh, so you’re saying I’d get a yes if I dropped to a knee right now?”
She giggles as she bounces her shoulder. “I’m not sure, I haven’t been asked.”
I’m about to argue that I need a ring first before an idea strikes and I jump off the bed. “Hold that thought.”
“What thought?” she calls after me as I rush out of the room, sprinting naked to the kitchen—I hope her roommate isn’t coming back anytime soon—where I grab the place of beautifully crafted donuts and carry them back into the room.
“What are you doing with that?”
“Feeling glad that you made a mix of filled and glazed,” I say, picking off the most perfect looking donut circle coated with freeze-dried raspberries and white chocolate before I set the plate aside and drop to one knee beside the bed.
“Now what are you doing?” She sits up straighter and moves closer to me, a massive smile on her face because despite her questioning, she knows exactly what I’m doing.
“Beautiful Tamara, goddess of the donut and owner of this bicycle cop’s heart. Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?” I ask, holding up the donut in place of a ring.
A massive smile spread across her face as she looks at the offering to me and then she breaks out into a fit of giggles but nods at the same time. “Yes. I’d love to be your donut wife. But only if you’ll wear those bicycle shorts around the house because they really turn me on.”
“Deal,” I say, grinning from ear to ear as I slide the donut over her ring finger—rather awkwardly mind you—and then we both look at each other, then immediately take a bite of it before falling back onto the bed in a tangle of limbs, ready to use that plate of donuts in a far more…pleasurable way.
“Wes?” Tamara says as I lick frosting from around her nipple.
“Yes?” I flick my tongue out again as I look up at her.
“I forgot to tell you something.”
“Yeah?”
She slides her fingers into my hair as she grins really wide. “I’m in love with you too.”
