“Please don’t be upset,” Andy begged. “What can I do? I don’t want to leave you either. We can figure something out. I’ve narrowed it down to two schools. Both are driving distance away. Five, six hours. You can visit whenever you want, or—I called the school, there’s a community college nearby, and we—” “Let’s get married.” Jeremy’s red eyes, tousled hair, loosened tie, and unbuttoned shirt made the proposal seem dire and unintended, but also honest. Andy felt little control over his lips, which extended upward into a glorious smile. “I mean it. I only need you,” Jeremy continued.
