Then, just when I think things can’t get any worse—when I’m certain I can’t possibly feel anything more—he lies down beside me, pulls me into his arms, and softly whispers into my ear, “Thou art mine.”
This is the POV of the heroine, Indie, who had a very unique upbringing where feeling love and letting a relationship blossom into something more is a foreign feeling for her. So to hear this cheeky, manly, very play-boyish footballer whisper it into her ear definitely freaks her out.
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