Page 190 of Dangerous Encore
When I could easily become mymother?
God forbid, I become myfather.
They're happy now. Happier, atleast.
But…
"You really want to get married?" Her voice is soft.Vulnerable.
I need to choose my words carefully. I stare back into her eyes. "I want you,forever."
"Okay. But you're not exactly rushing to setadate."
"What'stherush?"
"Or offering up alternatives to thissummer."
"I'm happy now. I don't feel like anything is missing." That's true. Every word of it. And it doesn't inspire any doubt ortension.
"Metoo.But…"
"What do you think ismissing?"
She takes my left hand and traces my ringfinger.
"A man-gagementring?"
"Haha. That's it. I need tomarkyou."
I bring her palm to my chest. "If you want to mark me,youcan."
"Yeah?"
I nod. "But I get to markyoutoo."
Her lips curl into a smile. "I'm anactress."
“Somewhere people won'tseeit."
"I'm going to do nudescenes."
"Youare?"
Shenods.
"Ethan knowaboutthat?"
"You're more concerned about what Ethan is goingtodo?"
"Youaren't?"
She laughs. "Fair." Her eyes meet mine. "Is that it? Is Ethan blackmailing you intodelayingthis."
"You wanted to wait until you graduated." I did too, but I can't exactly admit that. I need to figure out what my dysfunction is before I admit any ofthisshit.
"Yeah, I know, but now I don't. I guess I'm being a little bossy anddemanding."
"You?Never."
