20 Days In His Bedroom

Chapter Sixty three

"What's going on?" I shake my head in disbelief, still trying to process everything.

"Nothing! I just want to ask you something." Kyle appears suddenly in front of me. My mouth drops open, longer than usual. The card made me expect he'd show up, but I still don't understand what's happening.

"Kyle..." I run my fingers through my hair, still shaking my head in confusion.

"Twyla, will you stay with me in my bedroom again? But this time... you'll sleep in my bed." He looks deep into my eyes. Oh my God. Who believes this?

"For twenty days?" I raise an eyebrow, trying to be playful.

"Uhm, no. For a lifetime." He shrugs, then adds quietly, "If you don't mind."

I glance down at the red box in my hand. He still hasn't proposed... but maybe he's about to?

He seems to notice, because without hesitation he drops down on one knee.

"How do they do this?" He smirks nervously. "Uhm, Twy... will you marry me? I know it's cliché, but... here goes." He chuckles awkwardly. He definitely didn't rehearse this—especially since the little red box is still in my hands. I want to laugh. He has zero experience with proposals.

"Oh my God. It's not cliché. Some things never get old," I say, crossing my arms. "Every girl dreams about this moment—with the one she loves." I'm ruining the moment and he doesn't even seem that excited.

"So... that means you love me?" His eyes are mischievous, almost daring me.

He actually looks so handsome, so attractive I can't even resist him. I want to marry him. I want to just stare at him forever. It feels a little creepy but I can't stop myself.

"Maybe," I tease. He furrows his eyebrows in confusion.

"Will you marry me?" he asks again, more serious this time.

I take a deep breath. "Well... yes. I agree to marry you, Kyle."

He stands up and grins. "Then... can I hug you now?"

It's weird. The whole proposal was awkward and different—but I love him, and that's what matters. I can't believe I'm really going to marry him. Am I dreaming?

"Not before we get married," I tease back.

"What?" He looks shocked.

"We'll get married soon." I shrug like it's no big deal.

He takes the box from my hands and pulls out the ring.

"Show me your hand." His voice is slow and soft.

I hold out my hand and he slips the ring onto my finger.

"You should've done that while you were on one knee," I can't help but laugh.

"I know. I wanted to be different," he lies with a cheeky grin.

"Such a liar," I chuckle again.

"I never thought I'd propose to a girl. You changed everything about me."

"Do you love me?" I ask without thinking. I know he does, but I want to hear it again.

"I love you so much, Twyla. You're everything I want now—and will ever want." He emphasizes every word like it's the truth of his life.

If only he knew how much I love him. Why can't I say it? He's going to be my husband, and I'm still shy.

"Twyla, can I take you out tomorrow?" he asks, cutting through my thoughts.

"Kyle, I love you. I really do. Please don't ever make my little heart sad."

He pulls me into a hug.

"I promise. I will never hurt you." He whispers.

"Uhm, I agree to go out with you tonight," I say, freeing myself from his arms. "But I have to tell my mom and dad first."

He nods. "I want to talk to them."

"Why?" I ask, playing dumb even though I know the reason.

"Why? Maybe because I want to marry you?" He smirks.

"You sent that guy?" I nod toward the ring.

"Which guy?" He smiles knowingly.

"The ring."

"Twyla, we'll talk about everything tomorrow." He touches my hand gently. "Now I have to go."

That was fast! I wish he would stay longer, but at least I'll see him tomorrow.

"Who was outside? What's going on?" Mom asks as soon as I walk in. But I'm not really listening.

"Does he love me?" I ask her without thinking. How desperate do I sound? Why am I even asking? He loves me. He brought me a ring. He made the impossible happen. He wouldn't have done all this if he didn't love me, right?

Oh my God, why am I still so unsure?

"You mean Kyle?" Mom narrows her eyes, confused.

"Twyla, he should answer that question—not you or me. If you really want to be with him for the rest of your life, then this is serious. You need to be sure."

"But Mom, he proposed today. Well... kind of. It wasn't perfect, like he said he didn't think he'd ever propose. He made it quick and weird, but he surprised me." I talk so fast I see Mom getting more confused. I show her my finger.

"Twyla, who proposed?" she asks, touching the ring.

"Kyle. Don't misunderstand. He wants to talk to you and Dad, tell you everything."

I see worry flash in her eyes. "Mom, I need you. More than ever. I'm worried and confused. Happy but lost. I don't know why I feel like this when this moment was all I ever wished for. Now that it's here... I'm terrified."

Mom pulls me into a hug.

"That's normal. Every girl feels that way. You dream about this forever, but when it actually happens, your mind starts racing—Is he the right one? Am I doing the right thing? But, sweetie, he proposed. How can you doubt his love?"

I don't understand myself either. This is supposed to be the best moment of my life, and it is. Maybe my fear is just distracting me. I want to jump for joy and celebrate. I'm crazy. Kyle will be mine. Only mine. No other girls, no mess. I'll be the wife of this handsome, naughty guy.

"Do you love him?" Mom asks, looking straight into my eyes.

"I do. More than anything."

This time I say it without hesitation. I love Kyle. Yes, I do.

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