Page 58 of The Alpha's Sin
I can’t hold it in anymore. I pull the truck over into the nearest lot—an Arby’s with flickering neon lights—but I don’t care. I turn to her, taking her small hand in mine.
“I know this isn’t exactly the most romantic way or place to propose, and I promise I’ll make it up to you, but yes, I want to marry you, Poppy. I’ve never wanted anything so much in my life. You’re beautiful and sweet and caring and just fucking perfect. I’m sorry to swear—but you just make me feel so much.”
I cup her cheek in my palm and look straight into those wide, stunned eyes.
“Poppy, will you be my wife?”
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For a moment, I’m too stunned to speak.
Logan just asked me to marry him.
I never expected this. I mean, I should have. We fit together so perfectly—like two pieces of a puzzle. But still…he caught me completely off guard.
I stare at him, my mouth opening and closing like a fish. He looks more and more nervous by the second.
“Should I not have asked you?” he rumbles. “I know this is a bad place for a proposal?—”
Realization slams into me. He thinks I don’t want him.
“No, no!” I blurt. “I’m happy you asked me!”
“Then…will you?” His golden eyes search mine. “Marry me, I mean?”
What is wrong with me, leaving the poor man hanging like this?
“Yes!” I exclaim. “Yes, Logan—yes, I’ll marry you! But not just because we’re having these babies together. Because…” My voice falters. I feel suddenly shy, but I push the words out. “Because you’re the kindest, sweetest, most protective man in the world. And I love you.”
There. I said it. The L word. Out in the open.
Will he say it too?
His face breaks into the biggest smile I’ve ever seen. He reaches across the seat and drags me into a bear hug so strong it nearly squeezes the breath out of me.
“Oh, Poppy, sweetheart—I love you too! I’ve been wanting to tell you for so long but I didn’t know how you’d feel about it.”
He kisses me deeply and I melt into him, tasting him, savoring his warm, spicy scent that makes me feel so safe. Then I nuzzle my cheek against his rough jaw.
“Oh, Logan…how long do you think it will be before we can finalize the divorce from Dirk so you and I can get married? Do you think it can happen before I have the babies?”
Babies. Plural. The word still feels strange on my tongue.
Logan looks thoughtful.
“Let me talk to my lawyer friend again. I think we have to make a reasonable search before it can go through. But since I’ve had the private eye I hired looking for him all this time, that might count.” He kisses me again, fierce and tender all at once. “I swear I’ll do everything in my power to marry you before the babies come. I swear it, kitten.”
“Thank you, Logan!” My heart is too full. I hug him tight again—so tight I almost don’t hear the rumble of my stomach.
Almost.
“Oops,” I say, embarrassed.
Logan throws back his head and laughs.
“Why are you embarrassed for being hungry? You’re pregnant, remember? You’re eating for three!”
