172 Proposal

Becca.

I could not hold back the shock of laughter that came out of my throat. Behind it, I heard relief, hope and faith.

An assurance that all would be well.

“So what do you say?” He finally asked when it seemed I was not going to say anything. I could hear the fear and tension behind the short spoken words.

“Say to what?” I replied with a little frown, unwilling to let him have his way that easily.

I could see the shock behind his blue eye balls. “To my proposal, Becca Summer.” He growled and I gave a musical laugh that was genuine and light. Who would have thought I could be this happy in the space of some minutes?

“Did you pop a question? I thought you were only telling me your intention?” I murmured gently and he blinked.

“Holy cow!” He muttered and I could see his expression changed as he gave me a calculating look. “You are indeed a dangerous woman.” He chuckled in appreciation.

“Well, I am waiting.” I urged softly.

“Oh my goddess. Okay here it goes. Becca Summer, will you do m