Page 130 of Lavender Lake
“I won’t,” he said. “I promise you, I won’t. We should probably talk about when we’re getting married.”
“Uh, what?” I asked.
“Marriage. A wedding. Fall, maybe?”
“Veto.”
“Fine, winter, but I gotta warn you, it’s going to be a bitch for guests to trudge through snow.”
“No, I meant veto on the wedding,” I clarified.
“Ah, elopement then? Hadley will never forgive you?—”
“Cas,” I began, dropping my hands from his neck. “I meant, no to the marriage.”
He smiled.
“What?” I demanded.
“Didn’t I tell you how it was going to be?”
“Well, yes, you did, but this?—”
“You’re going to be my wife, Salem. You’re the mother of my child, and if I have it my way, you’ll be the mother of my children.”
My lips quivered with the need to smile, but I held it in.
“I don’t want to get married just because we’re having a baby,” I protested. “That’s not a reason to get married.”
“Isthatwhy you think we’re getting married?”
“Well, uh, yeah?”
“Hmm. That’s my fault. I told you I wasn’t one for flowery words.”
“No, you’re not,” I agreed.
“Okay, I take it back.”
“Take what back?”
“The marriage proposal.”
“Thatwas your idea of a marriage proposal?” I snapped.
“It was. No wonder you said no.”
“Actually, I’m sayinghell no.”
“All right.” He nodded, not looking at all upset by getting his wants denied. Cas stood up. “You want something to drink? Water?”
“Get back here,” I commanded as he walked toward the bathroom door.
“I can hear you fine from here. You can keep talking if you want.”
“Cas Bowman.” I rose and placed my hands on my hips. “You do not tell a woman you’re marrying her—at least not without some romance.”
“You’re right. Which is why I took back my marriage proposal and formerly request a do-over.”
