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I’m taking what I want.”
    I reached around and squeezed her ass. “By all means, please take.”
    And she did. She took a whole fucking lot and then some. It was as if it was my fucking birthday and Christmas rolled into one sexy package.
    ***
    I sat in my parents’ living room watching Mac tell our friends a story about Harley with a huge grin on her face. I was content to sit back and watch her, just glad that after two years, I was spending her birthday with her.
    My mom sat down beside me. “Are you nervous?”
    “Yeah,” I replied, sighing. “I’m really nervous.”
    She laughed lightly. “I don’t think you should be. I’m positive she’ll say yes.”
    “I hope so.” My eyes scanned the room, landing on Brad and Miranda, who were playing with Harley and a couple princess dolls. Harley’s green eyes—the same shade as mine—were shining as she giggled at a silly face Brad was making. She was a happy child, and I’d do anything in my power to make sure she stayed that way.
    “Hayes,” Mom whispered in her comforting mom voice, bringing my attention back to her. “You and Mackenzie are practically married now. Heck, you act more married and mature than some couples that have been married for years.”
    “I guess.”
    “Just breathe and remember she loves you.”
    I nodded, but my thoughts began to wander. If Mac loved me so much, why did she stay away from me for over a year? What the hell would I do if she said no?
    I glanced at the clock, noting it was time. My phone vibrated with a text.
    Carson: Everything is good. Leaving now.
    Standing, I took a deep breath, adjusted my jeans on my hips, and extended my hand to Mac. “It’s time I give you my present.” Fuck, this is it.
    Mac’s eyebrows bunched as she looked at me. “But you already did. Harley’s hand and foot prints.”
    “No,” I said, motioning for her to take my hand. “That was Harley’s gift, not mine.”
    “Oh, okay.” She still looked puzzled, but she took my hand and stood.
    I guided her around the coffee table toward the entryway. “We’ll be back in just a little bit,” I announced to everyone in the room.
    “Where are we going?” she asked as I grabbed our coats.
    I opened the door, and replied, “To get your present.”
    She didn’t say anything else as we walked toward the Jeep and I helped her inside. Before opening my door, I took a couple deep breaths, relaxing my nerves. She’ll say yes.
    “Did you see Brad and Miranda playing with Harley?” she asked as I slid into my seat and shut the door.
    “Yeah,” I answered, putting the Jeep in reverse and backing out. “I wouldn’t be surprised if she gets pregnant soon. At least Harley is allowing them the practice.”
    “Why do you say that?” she questioned.
    Pulling out on the street and placing the vehicle in drive, I said, “They can’t keep their hands off each other.”
    “That’s true, but I don’t think Miranda is ready for something like that.”
    I nodded, but didn’t say anything. Miranda was a recovering addict with depression. She had been getting better, was enjoying life again, but she still had her moments. “She’ll get there one day,” I said, keeping the conversation away from us.
    “Are you okay?”
    “Yeah, why?” I placed my hand in hers and hoped to hell she couldn’t feel it shaking.
    “You’re acting weird.”
    “I’m fine, babe. Just ready to give you your gift.” I pulled down the gravel road leading to Kurt’s dad’s property.
    “Please tell me we aren’t going to some field party,” Mackenzie joked, looking out at the grassy field.
    “Nope. Something much better.” I parked the Jeep and pulled her in for a short, but hard, kiss. I needed to feel her lips. Reluctantly, I pulled back. “Ready?”
    “I guess.” She laughed lightly.
    I stepped out of the vehicle, shut the door, and patted my pocket to make sure I still had the ring. I met her at the front of the car where she was putting on her coat