Better With You

XLIII

LUKE'S POV

I always do this.

I get close to spoiling the surprise.

When I talk to Ethan, I try to get him to trust me.

I say stuff like I'm utterly in love with Ryder and I wouldn't try to do anything to hurt her.

Well, after he finally got to trusting me, I asked him if it would be okay to marry her.

He was shocked.

He thought we've been dating for years.

I told him it's only been about four months. (I apologize for the time skips)

He told me to wait.

Wait until her twentieth birthday.

Which is in two months.

So two months from now, Ryder will be the future Mrs. Korns.

And before you guys start saying anything, we'll be together for six months when I propose.

I'm not pulling a Pete Davison, Justin Bieber, or Nick Jonas.

I don't want to wait.

Hell, if it were up to me I would've slapped a ring on her finger the day she told me she loved me.

But I've learned from her it's good to take things slow.

Plus I just gained Ethan's trust and I wouldn't want to lose it by proposing too early.

So I'll wait.

She's worth waiting for.

"Ryderrrr, do you love me?" I asked as I laid my head on her lap.

"Sure." She said.

"You're mean." I pouted.

"You know I'm kidding. I love you so much." She said kissing me.

I crashed on top of her.

"I swear to god I'm going to marry you one day." I mumbled.

"Good. I can't think of anyone else I'd want to spend the rest of my life with." She said.

"You're so perfect." I said kissing her neck.