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"And you want me to take your virginity?"
"Yup. It's a straight up one-time deal. You are the only woman I'd pop my wedding day cherry for," he responded, a serious expression on his face.
"How do I know you're not teasing me?" I asked in amusement.
"If I thought for a minute you'd say yes, I'd ask you right now," he replied, seriously.
"Ask me what?"
"To marry me."
"Dare you," I blurted, impulsively, my fragile heart wide open in a small window of extreme bravery. I knew I was taking an insane final leap of faith as I allowed all my reservations to fall from my once crippled mind about spending my life with a younger man. Sawyer was worth the risk.
"Marry me?" he said, unsure of where I was going with his question.
"Yes," I agreed and nodded. My grin widened when I saw his jaw drop in disbelief.
"Yes? You'll marry me?" he questioned again, hope brightening his huge round eyes, his eyebrows up in his hairline.
Cupping his face in my hands, I smiled lovingly into his gorgeous smiling eyes. "Yes, I believe you want me. Yes, I want you, and yes I am placing my trust in you. I've never known anyone like you, Sawyer Wild. And now that I do, I never want to let you go."
Bending before me, he scooped me up in his arms and spun me around and around. Breathless, he dropped us both onto his bed and hugged me tightly.
My breath caught in my throat when I saw tears had sprung to his eyes. As soon as he became emotional I did too, both of us staring speechless at one another for a moment.
Smoothing my hair affectionately, he searched my face, his eyes and expression suddenly serious. "Darlin', I swear to you I will never let you down. I know how difficult the last two years have been for you, even though I wasn't in your life for most of them. You may not know this, but I've never forgotten how broken you were that day in the wine bar. I didn't know you then, but I felt your pain of the split between you and Logan."
"Let's not talk about him, not now, not with what I've just agreed to."
"Done," he said, then frowned. "This wasn't much of a proposal," he muttered.
"Best proposal I've ever had," I replied quickly. "Who cares about the sense of occasion attached? It's you I want, not some fancy words or ostentatious gestures that mean nothing to me. Besides I find attention-drawing events cringe-worthy."
"Then you're going to hate your wedding. You think my mom is going to let her youngest son marry without all the fanfare that goes with a society wedding?"
"Oh, goodness, I don't think …"
"Good, don't think about it. It's about being together that matters." A calm washed over me and I knew he was right. Nothing else mattered apart from being with him. As soon as I thought this, I knew I hadn't acted in haste or in the heat of the moment. My chest was full of love and hope for the future; something only a short year ago I thought I'd never feel again.
