“Seven fucking years.” “Promise me we’ll never be apart again.” “Oh, I promise to chase you to the end of the world, baby.” “Yeah?” “Fuck yeah. Also, you’ll keep the promise you made seven years ago in this same place.” Her breath hitches. “What…promise?” “You’ll marry me. For real this time.” She bites her lower lip, staring at me from beneath her lashes. “You still want to marry me?” “I never fucking stopped. You’re the only woman I ever wanted to be my wife and that will never change, not even when you had a bastard for a husband before me.”
