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“Summer’s shoes are pink,” he repeats, like he’s trying to cement the fact in his memory. “Well done, Doctor,” I say, not even trying to keep the sarcasm out of my voice.
Nathan is here? Right outside? A knock sounds at the door, and Lucy steps toward me, squeezing my hands. “Don’t be mad. He got my number from Gracie. He wanted to surprise you.”
Oh my heart. I’m not sure I’ve ever heard Nathan sound intimidated.
Take that, Dr. Eric. Nathan knows who I am with one glance.
“I love you, Summer,”
But if you’re still willing to gamble on someone as screwed up as I am, I want to try. I want to try to love you like you deserve.”
“I love you too,” I whisper against his lips. “I don’t think you’re giving yourself enough credit, but I love you. And I believe in you enough for the both of us.”
“I don’t deserve you. But I’ll spend every day trying to live like I do.”
Nathan’s expression shifts, like he can’t even believe I had to ask the question. “I just knew,” he says. “It seemed pretty obvious to me.”
Dr. Eric should take notes
I look up and catch Nathan’s gaze across the fire, and he smiles, sending a wave of peace and contentedness washing over me.
He’s smiled at me tonight every time he’s looked at me.
This man really does know me so well.
“Why did you bring me donuts and pick up my favorite dinner and also put lilies on your coffee table?” I blurt out. “Because I love you,” he says without even flinching.
“Summer, there are a lot of things that I owe to you. You taught me what it means to be a partner—to love and to be loved. You’ve made me a better friend, a better brother, a better son. You’ve made me more patient and more forgiving. I know it’s only been eight months, but I feel like I’ve done more living in those eight months than I did in the eight years before. You woke me up, Sum”—he grins here—“both literally and figuratively, and I would love to spend the rest of my life making you happy. Will you marry me?”
