“I’m not done, Heiress,” Jameson said intently. “I’m not the person I’m going to be. I know that. But someday, I will be.” He took my hand in his. “I’ll be that person, and you’ll be you, and this is what we’re going to have.” He looked down at the ring on my right ring finger. “Infinity,” I said. Until death and beyond. Someday.
