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"Fuck, that was good," Luna mumbles, turning onto her side to face Michael.

"Best sex of my life," Michael agrees quickly, glancing over at her.

The two had been trying for a baby ever since Luna brought it up, which meant they had sex pretty much whenever they could. Neither of them were complaining.

The two were settling down but Michael didn't seem to be adjusting. He was sure he wanted a baby but he still liked to go out every weekend, even though Luna couldn't drink.

"Luna," Michael whispers, scooting closer to her, "I love you."

Luna blushes slightly and nods. "I love you too," she replies.

"No, I mean it," Michael continues. "I love you so much I want you to be my wife. This isn't the greatest way of asking, I know, but will you be my wife?"

Luna rolls her eyes and pecks Michael's lips. "You say it as if you expect me to say no," she whispers. "But I'm going to say yes. I'll be your wife."

An overjoyed Michael pulls her over him, smiling widely. "Thank you, baby. I'll make you the happiest wife alive, I promise."

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