Page 482 of Ruthless Court

Not because of a boy.

But beside one.

I chose my school.

My work.

My team.

My dreams.

And now I choose this too.

I look up at Kane.

“Hey.”

“Yeah?”

“You realize I still have another year.”

“I know.”

“And you're going to be traveling constantly.”

“I know.”

“And we're not getting married tomorrow.”

His eyebrows lift.

“Define tomorrow.”

I smack his chest.

“Kane.”

“Fine.”

He kisses my forehead.

“We have time.”

That word used to scare me.

Time meant someone could leave.

Change their mind.

Find something better.

Now?

Time feels like something we get.

I slide my fingers through his.

“Good.”