Everything clicked into place. She lunged back, slapping her hands on his shoulders. “Are you asking me to marry you?” “In a rather awful way, I suppose I am.” “You suppose?” “Is this not the right way to do it?” She groaned and tossed her head back to stare at the ceiling. “No, this is a horrible way to do it.” “What should I do?” “Men get on their knees! They plan accordingly to ask a woman in a romantic way! They don’t ask in the middle of the night because she happened to find him.”
