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“For?” he asked, bracing for it.

She waved her arm to encompass everything in her apartment, and her life.

The breakdown was coming.

She could feel it overwhelming her, and even in this calm, peaceful space.

Genesis was seconds from losing the best thing in her life, and she couldn’t stop it.

Nothing could stop it.

“For all of this. Here, you meet me and find out that I’m not what I seem. I’m a mess. I have two dead parents, something evil chasing me, and I’m some psychic who just had her powers turn on. What powers? I have no fucking clue. All I know is no sane person in this world would want to deal with this. I don’t want to deal with this.”

He lifted a brow.

Well, then, it was clear he wasn’t sane because Josh absolutely wanted to deal with this.

Losing her was not the agenda.

For.

Sure.

He was in love, and together, they’d work through this. Only, now, he’d been right. She was trying to shove his ass out the door.

It appeared they were about to have their second fight because he wasn’t backing down on this one.

Because they’d made it clear they both wanted all or they wanted NOTHING.

And he was here to collect.

On all.

As he stood there silently watching her, she kept going, trying to save what she could.

“I won’t blame you for turning around and leaving. I’d probably do the same in your shoes.”

Well, that was the wrong thing to say.

Now, Josh was annoyed.

So, he went there.

“Oh, you’d leave?” he asked. “Because I’m not some pussy who tucks tail and runs when the going gets tough. Here, I was going to ask you to marry me, and suggest we elope tomorrow, but now, I’m getting the impression that even married, you’d bail if it got rough. NOT ME.”

At his words, she blinked.

Had she just heard him right?

There was no way.

“What?” she asked.

So, he showed her.

Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a ring box and slapped it down on the counter.

HARD.


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