“Already have the design drawn out for the extension,” he chuckled. “The only thing you have to pick out is the paint color, darlin.”
“You’re assuming I’m going to say yes,” I said, my eyebrow raised at an all-time high.
“Please say yes,” he said, suddenly very serious. “My heart aches something awful when you’re not in bed with me when I wake up.”
I lowered my killer eyebrow, snuggled back into his chest, and smiled.
“Yes,” I whispered. “I’ll come live with you.”
He turned to his side to get something out of the nightstand. When he rolled back to me, his face was still very serious.
“Sorry, I wasn’t clearer. I’m not asking you to come live with me, Sunshine,” he brought a small box between us and popped open the lid. Inside was a perfectly beautiful, and very practical for a rancher’s wife, diamond ring. “I’m asking you to marry me.”
“I thought you wanted to go slow,” I whispered.
“Slow is for suckers.”
“But, what about the fact that married women die sooner than single women?” I asked him, remembering the ridiculous reason I once told him I was against marriage.
“As long as you’re with me, I’ll make sure you die happy.”
“You really mean it?” I asked, still not believing how any of this happened.
“Yup. I’m locking you down before you think too hard about what a classy lady like you is doing with me.”
“She’s loving him,” I said, beaming. “That’s what she’s doing with him. And yes, I will marry you.”
He slid his ring on my finger. Then he slid his body inside mine again and I knew in my heart that I’d finally come home.