"My girl isn't fucking weak and there isn't shit wrong with her. She's a fucking force and her pain is her power." He paused, allowing his words to seep into my soul. "And her place will always be at my side, say it." He demanded.
A few tears trac...
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She sucked in a large breath, her eyes growing wider. "What?"
"You're gonna have to marry me. And I don't mean in a few months, or even fucking weeks. I mean like..."
"Soon? Like soon, soon?"
"Yeah. Soon."
"Jesus...are you sure?" She murmured. "This is the only solution to everything? You being forced to marry me?"
"Is that what you think?" I asked, running the tip of my finger across her neck. Her pulse throbbed hard and fast against my hand, and she didn't bother hiding it. "I'm not being forced to do shit. If—" I stopped. "When I marry you, it's going to be because I want to. You said you trusted me, right?"
"I do but—"
"Then trust me when I say I know that this is the right thing. Nothing is going to change, except you'll walk around with my ring on your finger and the new title of my wife."
"That's a whole fucking lot, actually." She let out a small, unamused laugh, her eyes locking on mine. "Do you want to marry me? I know how you feel about that type of thing. Your parents—"
"Fuck them. They're dead, and have no control over my feelings. When have I ever done anything I didn't want to do?"
She paused as if to think about it, and then nodded, gnawing on her swollen bottom lip. "I'll marry you, Kade." The pressure in my lungs constricted. "On one condition, though."
"And what's that?" I murmured.
"I want a big wedding." She confessed, her eyes twinkling with something akin to eagerness. "I want to dress up and have my friends and family there. I want to enjoy it. I want to get married at an alter, with people watching." She moved her fingers across my face, shifting so that her mouth was hovering over mine. "I want everyone to watch when I claim you as my husband."
"You sure?" My lips caressed hers as I spoke.
"No." There was a pause, and then she leaned forward and kissed my lips so fucking softly, I could barely take it. It took everything inside of me not to fist her hair and shove my tongue down her throat. "But if I'm going to get married, I want to do it the right way. That's my one condition."
"If that's what you want, then it's done." I said. "Just thought I'd have to do a lot more persuading and a little less compromising."
She shook her head. "I'm scared, yes. But I'm not stupid."
"Don't be scared. Just...bare with me, okay? This shit isn't going to be easy but—"
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