He leans closer, forehead resting against mine.
“What would you like to do, trouble?”
I breathe out.
“I think…a surprise.”
Even though I’m dying to know, this is the one thing that truly doesn’t matter.
“Surprise it is.” He kisses the tip of my nose. “And speaking of…we’ve got one more.”
My mouth falls open.
“What else could you have possibly done?”
Chapter 108
CONAN
Ilead her over to the driver’s side and open the door.
She goes to get in, but when she looks down, she stops.
I’m already on one knee, a box open in my hand.
“Conan,” she whispers, her voice catching.
“Turn around, please, trouble.”
She does, her hands flying to cover her mouth, tears already brimming in her eyes.
“Hallie Morris,” I begin, my heart thundering, “will you please—God, I’m down on my knee begging you—please be my wife? Marry me?”
She lets out a squeal that makes my chest ache in the best way, and I stand just in time for her to jump into my arms.
I’m so fucking happy I don’t even care about the pain in my ribs. I spin us around, her laughter ringing in my ear.
“Yes!” she cries. “Beastie—one hundred times, yes!”
“Oh, thank God.” I brush my lips over hers, breathing her in.
When I finally set her down, she’s smiling so wide her cheeks flush pink.
“What happens now?” she asks quietly.
“We get married,” I murmur against her temple, “we move in here, we have our baby…and we live happily ever after.”
She grins, the kind that creases her eyes and makes me fall for her all over again.
“What about your work?” she whispers. “What if whoever it was comes back?”
I shake my head. There will always be threats in this life. But nothing we can’t stop.
“Not happening,” I promise. “We’ve sorted it. And there will come a time, soon, when we can end it all for good. But we’re safe here.”
“I trust you,” she whispers.
“Hallie…” I tip her chin up. “It sounds like you’re trying to guess what’s going to go wrong.”