Page 68 of His Secret Virgin
“This is what I meant when I told your parents I was going to do what’s right.” I took her seatbelt off, took both her hands, and then pulled her out of the car.
Cars zipped by us, nobody seeming to care what we were doing—and that was fine by me. The only person I needed to pay attention to me was Emma.
“This is kind of scary, Christopher,” Emma said as she looked at the traffic going by us.
“Yeah, I know.” I went down on one knee. “Everything about our relationship has been a bit scary. So what better way to keep that relationship growing than to add some more scary to it?”
She looked down at me, and I saw tears in her eyes. “Are you about to do what I think you are?”
“Emma, I want to marry you.” I squeezed her hands. “Not because you’re pregnant. I want to marry you because you’re in my heart, and I know you’ll be there forever. I can’t imagine my life without you in it. I’ve loved you since the first time I saw your pretty face. So, I am asking this of you. Will you make my dreams come true and become my wife?”
Tears streamed down her cheeks as she nodded. “Yes, Christopher, I would love to become your wife.”
