Page 101 of Devoted Enough

“Anywhere?”

I laughed. “Anywhere.”

“Like I said before, I’ve always wanted to see London.”

“Then we’ll go to London.”

Rolling her eyes, she said, “Maybe we should start here in the US. Maybe Oregon?”

I nodded. “We can do that.”

She sighed. “Maybe after the dog park is up and running.”

“I don’t think we should wait. We’ve waited long enough.”

Her finger ran along my jawline. “I love you for wanting to make me happy.”

“I don’t only want to make you happy, princess; I want to see all of your dreams come true.”

Tears filled her eyes. “They are coming true because of you.”

I shook my head. “It’s not because of me, Haven. You would have done all of this without me. You’re more than capable of bringing your dreams and goals to life; I’m just along for the ride.”

“How do you do that?”

“Do what?” I asked.

“Make me feel as if I can do anything I want.”

“Because you can.”

Haven let out a sigh. “Pinch me.”

I waggled my brows. “That game again, huh?”

Laughing, Haven turned back to the bacon. “I was going to make us some French toast.”

“That sounds good. I don’t think I’ve had that since I lived at home with my parents.”

“I have a secret ingredient that makes mine amazingly good.”

“Really? What is it?”

She raised a brow. “It wouldn’t be a secret if I told you.”

“I’ll get it out of you; just wait.”

She shrugged, removed the bacon from the pan, and put it on paper towels on a plate.

I sat at the kitchen island and watched Haven move about my kitchen as if she had been doing so since day one.

“Move in with me.”

She paused and glanced over her shoulder. “What?”

“Move in with me.”

With a soft laugh, she said, “Nate, are you being serious?”

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