Ninja At First Sight (Knitting in the City, #4.75)

by Penny Reid

Then he said, obviously having not moved from his spot at the door, “I want to be your first kiss.” I rocked on my feet, the already dark room dimming and spinning slightly, and I pressed my hand to my violently fluttering stomach. “Greg…” I breathed his name reflexively, shocked, and found myself at a loss for words. My silence didn’t seem to matter to him because he said, sounding quite tortured, “I want to be your first everything.”

“I’m not good enough for you, Fe. But…” he shrugged, giving me his crooked smile, “no else one is either. So I might as well take you for my own. Marry me.”