Graduation (Kingmakers, #5)

by Sophie Lark

“Are you having second thoughts?” he asks me. “No …” “What is it, then?” “It’s just … I don’t ever want you to feel trapped. I want us to be together because we want to be together, not because we signed something. And … I don’t want to disappoint you.” I hesitate, pausing on the path, not quite looking at him. “If I’m not the wife you thought I would be.” He laughs, softly. “Sabrina … I want to be married to you because that’s what fits how I feel about you. Calling you my girlfriend is fucking ludicrous. You’re the other half of me. I couldn’t leave you any more than I could cut myself in two.” “And what about the other part?” “You think I want some traditional wife? When have you ever been conventional? I want you exactly the way you are, and however you’ll be in the future. I don’t have expectations for you—it’s the surprises I love. You always surpass what I could imagine.” I let out the breath I was holding. “Okay. I don’t know why I’m so stressed—maybe ‘cause I haven’t seen you enough this week. I’m never unhappy when we’re together. When we’re separated I fall apart.” “I know,” he says, cupping my face in his hand. “I feel the same.” He bends his head to kiss me.