27: Luke

I was down on one knee, waiting for Lila to answer. There aren't many things that make me nervous, but not knowing if Lila wanted me made my heart race. I could feel her gaze locked on me, searching my face. I don't know what she was looking for, but she suddenly threw herself into my arms.

"Yes, I will marry you." I stood holding her in my arms, kissing her. Her giddy laugh loosened itself against my mouth.

I set Lila down and found my eyes looking at her lips, and I leaned down, biting them gently, and then teased her lips open with my tongue, wanting to pick back up where we had left off. Lila pushes me away.

"Luke?"

"Yes, mate?" I responded to her.

"Would you hate me if I said I wanted to wait until we get married? I never thought I'd wait, but knowing we are engaged now, I think maybe waiting is what I want." She bites her lip nervously, waiting for my reaction.

"If you want to wait, we will. I will never force you to be with me. I will wait if that's what makes you happy."

"Than