Rebel With A Cause [SAMPLE ONLY]

Chapter Six

PIC OF MARCUS' CAR ON THE SIDE====================================>

Ecstatically, Carter drove himself and Kaitlyn home.

 “God, I can’t believe it,” Kaitlyn whispered, awed.

“Believe what?” Carter smirked.

“That you won a hundred thousand dollars,” she replied simply. “It’s just too much.”

Carter grinned and squeezed her leg. “We can buy a house now, Katie,” he whispered. “We can move out of my stupid little flat and into a real house.”

Kaitlyn smiled. “Or you could bet even more, and then win even more, and we could get a better real house.”

Carter tipped his head to the side. “I thought you hated my flat?”

She nodded. “I do. But I don’t want to go from a crappy flat to a crappy house.”

Carter stroked her leg and smiled smugly at her.

“What?” she asked interestedly.

“What about a compromise? We buy a crappy house and then we fix it up?” he asked, knowing that she would agree.

She smiled. “Ok, Carter, you win.”

He laughed. “I knew I would.”

When they got home, Carter parked his car on the lawn and raced Kaitlyn inside. He let her win before tackling her onto the sofa.

“I win,” he whispered, before kissing her tenderly on the cheek.

She giggled. “Actually, I think I won,” she said, flicking him on the nose. She looked into his eyes and saw him staring at her with such love and admiration and her breath caught in her throat. She couldn’t help but smile, and she leaned in to kiss his lips. He replied in such a tender way, and when they pulled away, she couldn’t help but sighing.

“I love you,” she told him, snuggling deeper into his embrace.

“I love you too Katie,” he said quietly. “Will you marry me?”

For a moment, she was stunned. She never in a million years thought he would propose. Carter was so not the type to settle down. He was more of a player, the type who would screw a girl and then leave her in the middle of the night. She was surprised that she’d even kept him for as long as she had.

“Are you sure?” she breathed nervously.

He kissed her on the lips. “Katie, I’ve never been surer of anything in my life.”

She thought it over. This was the ultimate commitment. Carter was proposing. He was dead serious about spending the rest of his life with her.

She nodded. “Yes,” she whispered. “I’ll marry you.”

Carter grinned and pulled her in for a very passionate kiss. “We’ll go ring shopping tomorrow,” he promised.

“Hey Kaitlyn!” She was rudely awoken by Carter, who seemed to be able to stay up all night and not be tired. After they’d made love not once, but twice, she’d fallen asleep before they could go for a third time.

Carter found it amusing when that happened.

“What?” she scowled, walking into the lounge with the duvet wrapped around her.