“What are you going to get, Hardin?” I ask him quietly. “Your name.” He smiles. Shocked, I step back from him with my jaw on the floor. “You wouldn’t want that?” he asks. “No! Gosh no, that’s… I don’t know, that’s insane,” I whisper. “Insane? Not really, it’s just showing you that I’m committed to you and don’t need a ring or marriage proposal to stay that way.”
Yikes no
