I cupped the side of his face and looked into those blue, blue eyes. “David Senter,” I whispered. “I want to spend my life with you. There is no one, in all the time on earth, in all the stars in the universe, I’d rather spend my life with but you. I would be honoured and humbled if you’d be my husband. I want to marry you. I want to be yours forever. Marry me, please. Choose your favourite skirt, take as long as you want to make it. When you’re ready, we can plan a wedding. A small, private ceremony, on the beach, if you want—” He kissed me soundly. “I can have something shipped in two days.”
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