Page 102 of Beautiful Rose


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“Marr. Calm down.” I internally curse at being on the highway. There’s no way I can park nearby. I have a few more minutes until I can pull her into my arms. I grab her hand instead and rest it over my thigh, under my palm. “First of all, you’re not weird. You are an extremely smart, intelligent, and beautiful woman. Believe in that. And you don’t have to make a decision now. You can find someone for the short term and see how you feel about it.”

She doesn’t reply right away, but gradually, her ice-cold hand relaxes.

“That’s a good idea. I’m a basket case since Kristy proposed she could help me find a roommate. I’m not thinking straight.”

“That’s understandable.” I park the car at our destination. My enthusiasm for the surprise has dampened with this new information. “Do you want to go back home? We can discuss this roommate issue. I’m sure you’ll feel better if we come up with a plan.”

“No!” She jumps in her seat, her head hitting the roof of the car. I stroke where she hit herself as she continues. “You already gave me an idea. I can post an ad at the office board. It’ll be easier if I can find someone familiar.” She clutches my hand, taking it away from where I’m caressing her hair. “I don’t want to think about this now. Please.” She looks up at me, her blue eyes hesitant before she fixes her perfect glasses. “We’re having… such a nice time, aren’t we?”

“The best.” I kiss her soft lips, reassuring her.

“Then let’s keep it like this. I really want to see the surprise.”

I already know that I’ll do anything for this girl. But when she pouts, she makes me go crazy. I can’t think, can’t see anything else.

“Stop pouting, otherwise I’ll have to take you home for all different reasons.”

My words bring back the twinkle in her eyes, and her pout grows deeper. As much as I want to enjoy this flirty side of Marr, I know if we continue, I’ll for sure drag her home. She is irresistible like this.

“Okay, let’s do this. We see the surprise and then go dress shopping. There’s plenty of time before we meet my brothers for dinner. By the way, Zach has changed your return flight for the day after. Any remaining shopping can be done tomorrow.” I drag her out of the car before she can drive me further insane with her protests or her coyness.

“Is that…The Comic Corner?” She stops, her eyes riveted on the white vinyl banner and the red painted letters.

“The one and only.” I watch as her eyebrows crinkle before she beams and throws herself into my arms. Her body trembles in excitement, and I feel ten feet tall for making her this happy. Before I can crush her against my chest, she takes a step back when we hear footsteps.

Marr’s arms slowly come down from where they were locked behind my neck.

“Let’s go in,” she whispers as a group of teens walk past us.

I grab her hand and pull her back to me. “It’s okay, Marr. I don’t think people will mind you hugging or kissing your boyfriend in excitement.”

Hand in hand, we enter the largest comic store in the area, and I guide her to the X-Men section. Beast used to bring us here on Sundays, but it’s been years since I’ve last stepped foot in this store.

Marr’s eyes excitedly move around, perusing one collectible after another until she stands before a twenty-inch Wolverine premium format figure. Dressed in his signature yellow and blue, the berserker lunges forward, drawing his claws with a lethal expression on his face.

“It’s beautiful.” My chin rests on Marr’s shoulder as we stare at our fave.

“I think so too. Do you think it’s a good gift?”

“You already gave me my gift, couch girl.” I turn my head and whisper in her ear. “And you offered much more. I hate my morals so fucking much.”

She closes her eyes, and the back of her head rests against my chest. “Will you always…tease me…about that?”

“Tease you? The second I said no to you is the most regretful moment of my life. I’m fucking serious.” Our eyes meet as she looks up. Her dilated pupils mirror my own excitement, but the cock blocking teenage group interrupts us again, and Marr focuses back on the figure.

“It’s not for you. It’s Kristy’s wedding gift.”

I cough to hide the shock on my face. This girl can still surprise me, sometimes too much.

“I wasn’t aware Kristy is also a fan.” Fortunately, I manage to form a sensible response to her unconventional marriage gift idea.

“She isn’t.” Marr sighs.

I tug on her hands as they grasp the cuffs of her blue-and-green flannel shirt and pull her close to me. “Then what’s the deal with the Wolverine?”

“Kristy has asked me to buy something for Charlie as their wedding gift. He’s an X-Men fan.”

That makes more sense. “Okay, let’s buy this for the little man. Then we can find a real gift for Kristy and Oscar from us.”

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