Page 96 of Mid-Thirties Slightly Hot Mess Female Seeking Billionaire

"Sarah?"

"Yes, Ethan?"

"Will you..."

"Yes, Ethan?" I stare at him and think about what I'm going to tell Isabel. She will freak out if I get engaged. She will literally freak out. I'm already about to freak out.

"Will you be my girlfriend? My official girlfriend?"

"Your girlfriend?" I squeak and start giggling.

"Yeah." He looks nervous. "Unless you don't want to be. Unless you think-"

"No, I'd love to be," I say, nodding quickly. "I would love to be your girlfriend."

"Okay, great." He smiles at me. "If you're sure."

"Oh, I'm more than sure," I say. "It's all I could have asked for."

"Okay." he nods. "Well, I'm glad to hear that. Is everything okay?" He stares at my face.

"Yeah. Why do you ask?"

"Because you're bright red right now."

"Oh, it must just be the wind," I say, trying not to blush.

"What's going on?" he asks softly.

"Nothing. I don't want you to think I'm an idiot."

"Sarah. Be honest with me. What's going on?"

"I thought you were going to ask me to marry you."

"What?" He starts laughing.

"It's not funny." I hit him in the shoulder.

"You thought I was going to ask you to marry me? We've never been on an official date. We have not even been hanging out super long together."

"Do not point out all the reasons why it's stupid of me to have thought that," I asked him. "Let's just say I thought that."

"And what would you have said if I had asked you to marry me?"

"I'm not going to answer that question for fear that it may incriminate me."

"You love me. You want to marry me," he says with a small smile.

"Ethan."

"It's okay," he says, laughing. "I kind of like that."

"You kind of like what?"

"I kind of like that you're so into me that you would marry me without having been on an official first date. Because you know what?"

"What?" I say, glaring at him.

"One day I am going to ask you, Sarah, and I'm going to have the biggest diamond ring you could ever ask for. And I'm going to get on my knees and I'm going to stare into your big, beautiful eyes and I'm going to tell you just how much I love you. And you know what else I'm going to tell you?"

"No, what?"

"I'm going to tell you that I knew that you were going to be my wife. And you're going to ask me, 'When did you know?' and I'm going to remind you of this moment because, my darling, you are my everything. You are the best woman that could ever have been made for me. And you know what? You're perfect for me."

"You think so?" I say.

"I know so." He smiles at me. "I love you, Sarah. Thank you for not playing games. Thank you for giving me another chance. Thank you for understanding that I screwed up that day and I made a big mistake. And..."

"Hey, we all make mistakes," I say, shaking my head. "I get it and I understand and I kind of love you enough to forget about it so you don't have to apologize anymore." I pull him into my arms and give him a kiss. And I know that I've never been happier than I am right now.

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