Page 47 of The Demon's Queen

She hasn’t been home long enough to change her clothes, but she’s managed all this? It seems to defy belief. I look into her dark eyes. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.” Her brows pull together. “Are you? I realize that I just threw this at you and you may need some time to—” She watches me sign and smirks. “Guess not.”

I take her hand and bring it to my lips. “Marry me, baby girl. Be my queen.”

“You aren’t a king. Technically.”

I shrug. “Both things can be true at the same time. You may not—technically—be the territory’s queen. But you’ll bemyqueen.”

Eve beams. “In that case, I accept. But you should know that I want a lavish wedding and will likely drive you bonkers in the planning.”

I can’t keep a goofy grin off my face as I rise and pull her into my arms. “Believe me when I say I literally cannot wait. I’ll relish every moment.” I kiss her. “I love you. Come home with me.”

She smiles against my lips. “I love you. Take me home. Forever.”