“After YOUR dog got into the mess, and right after I took him to get cleaned up, I stopped and got YOU a ring. Because you told me you wanted all. I thought that meant everything. Now, I see that you’re a COWARD.”
She gasped.
Why?
There was a goddamn ring box sitting on the counter, and a pissed-off man inches from it.
“I’m disappointed, Genesis. I can’t tell you how disappointed I am that you didn’t mean what you said.”
She balked.
“I’m not a coward. I’m trying to tell you that I don’t blame you if I’m too much. I’m telling you it’s okay if you want to get away from me. Hell! I want to get away from me.”
He pointed at her.
“YOU are more than enough for me. You’re not too much. You’re not too little. You’re the perfect amount—or you were until you seemed to have forgotten that you’re loved. I love you, Gennie, and I meant what I said. I wanted all. I knew the second I saw you, and I fucking knew when I kissed you.”
This was NOT what she expected.
Not.
At.
All.
In fact, she was pretty sure this was the opposite of what she’d expected. The man was telling her that he didn’t want to leave.
He wanted to stay.
“I’m not afraid of a bunch of psychic stuff, or some darkness that wants to take you. I won’t let it. I’m not letting anything hurt the woman I love. That you don’t have faith in me is concerning.”
She was still caught on one thing.
“I’m enough?”
She’d never been enough to make anyone stay.
Ever.
As her lip quivered, Josh was to the point.
“I love you, and I love your dog. He’s a lot. You’re not. Still, I wouldn’t leave him, and I sure as hell wouldn’t leave you. I told you I wanted to move in with you. Well, I don’t want to move in unmarried. That’s the easy way out. I’ve done easy. Now, apparently, I want to do difficult because, girl, you’re being goddamn difficult right now.”
She stared at him.
That was when tears filled her eyes.
“I’m enough?” she asked again.
He was honest.
“You can keep asking that, and the answer is going to be the same. You’re more than enough. You’re all, Gennie. I don’t care that you’re psychic. Hell! As a cop, I know when things are going to shit. We’re all a little psychic. Honor and Bishop are damn good cops, and they’ll find this person. Hell! The Marines will handle them. I don’t care about any of that. YOU ARE MORE THAN ENOUGH!”
She let him talk.
“I don’t care if some dark entity is after you. I’ll protect you to the end. You can bet on that. You are my girl, and I take care of my own.”
Bear stared up at him.