Page 53 of Delta: Retribution

“How about…” He pulled a black box out of his pocket. “You try again, Cinderella.”

Holy moly. That was a ring box. “Are you kidding me?”

Trace shook his head. “What do you think?”

“What do I think? I think you’re crazy.”

“You already knew that.” His laugh warmed her from the inside out.

“Then I think you’re…”

“That I’m what? In love with you? Found my place, my calm in you? Because that’s all true. But I lost myself and found myself, all because of you, Mar. I don’t have anybody else. I don’t want anyone else. But you, you get me. I get you. We’re screwed in the head and balance out perfect.”

“And that’s okay.” She nodded because it was who they were, and it was true. “You think we’ve got a shot at forever?”

He squeezed her into a hug. “I know we do. You saved me, and nothing can take us down. Think you can handle a Delta ghost?”

“Hell, yes.” She curled into his chest, wrapping her arms around his neck before he could make her focus on the box again.

“Good.” Trace kissed her. “Because there’s no one in the world who can love you like I do.”

“That’s the truth.” She kissed him quiet and hugged him close. “Hooyah.”

THE END

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