Page 65 of Marrying a Spy

As he deepened the kiss, he pulled her up and spun her around. Sophia laughed as she leaned her head back. When he stopped, he set her back down and met her gaze.

“Marry me?”

She glanced at the clock. “In like thirty minutes?”

He nodded as he leaned his forehead against hers. “They’re waiting for us. We can take as long as we need.”

Her expression grew serious as she studied him. “Are you sure?”

Frustrated that she doubted his sincerity, he kissed each cheek and then softly pressed his lips to hers. “I am more sure about this than anything else in this world. I want to marry you and spend the rest of my life with you. If you’ll have me.”

She paused before she nodded. “Yes. I will marry you. Right now.”

He kissed her one more time before they pulled apart. “Perfect. Your dress is in your room, and my tux is right here. Be ready in twenty?”

She giggled as she headed down the hall. Before she got too far, he reached out and grabbed her hands, pulling her back to him.

“What? I can’t get ready out here.”

Noah just shook his head as he studied her. “I just want to memorize your face. Your beauty. Everything.” He stared at her in a raw, unabashed way.

Her cheeks flushed as she gazed up at him.

“You’re mine forever?” he asked.

She nodded. “Of course. And you’re mine forever?”

He reached down and pressed his lips to hers. “Forever and beyond.”

---