Page 53 of By Blade, I Love
“Yeah.”
“So I went to a jeweler in town when you were asleep.”
“You did a good job. I love it.” I turned the top of my hand toward me and admired the ring. Even in the low light, it sparkled. Without knowing a single thing about jewelry, I recognized the quality of the diamonds. Wolfe never did anything half-assed, so I knew he had probably bought the most expensive ring in the store.
“I put it on a chain instead of a box so I wouldn’t lose it.”
“So you wore it?”
“Sometimes,” he said with a nod.
“Around me?”
“Yeah.”
“What if I took off your shirt?”
He shrugged. “Then I would have asked you at that moment. Would have asked you sooner, but with everything that happened, it didn’t feel like the right time. I realize that even now isn’t the right time, but I couldn’t wait.” He spun his fork in his pasta then placed the bite in his mouth before he sat back in the chair and rested his arms on the armrest. He cocked his head slightly as he looked at me and chewed.
“It was perfect. I’m glad you asked me the way you did.”
He swallowed. “Yeah?”
“Yeah. It’s our story. It’s right for us. I wouldn’t want anything fancy or showy.”
“I wanted to ask you here because it was where I saw you for the first time. And the second I laid eyes on you…” He shook his head and issued a low whistle. “I knew I was done for.”
Hard to believe this drop-dead gorgeous man could spot me from a distance away and want me, when he could have anyone. That I was somehow the one woman he couldn’t live without. That he would commit to me without hesitation or a struggle with temptation.
“So when are we going to get married?”
“I don’t know.”
“You don’t know?” he asked. “I hoped you would say tomorrow or this weekend.”
I chuckled, touched by his enthusiasm.
“Do you want to have a traditional wedding?”
I thought about it for a second or two before I shook my head. “No.”
“Then you want to get hitched?”
“Yeah. Just the two of us.”
That handsome smile slowly stretched across his face. “I like that.”
“Would you mind if we got married in a church?”
The smile remained, but his eyes slowly hardened into seriousness. “I’ll marry you anywhere, baby. Just tell me when to show up.”
I’d always imagined I would have a big wedding with five hundred guests and my father giving me away in the church.
Assumed we would have a grand party at a fancy hotel that my father would pay top dollar for. But now that he was gone, everything was different. I didn’t have any family anymore.
Just Wolfe.
So if I couldn’t have my father there, I didn’t want anyone there.
