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Drake pressed his lips to her forehead. “In a way that I completely adore.”

She shrugged against him. “Well, you did say you love me.”

“And I meant it. I’m never going to let you go again.”

“Are you still trying to get the job as commander of my army? Because that position has been filled.”

Drake smiled, shaking his head. “No, my sights are set a little higher than commander.”

“Oh, you want to be king, do ya?” she teased.

“No, you’re the queen. You don’t need someone ruling beside you. I just want to be the man in the shadows, witnessing every single thing you do.”

“I did look over your resume, and it’s impressive. You are way too valuable to be in the shadows.” She sighed. “I don’t want to rule alone. So I was thinking—”

Drake quickly lifted his fingers to her mouth. “Stop talking!”

Her brows creased together and she tried to mumble against his fingers.

“Mykaleen Adler, I’ve known since the day I met you that you were in charge, and I’m fine with that, but there are some things that I want to be in charge of.Iwant to be the one who proposes to you. Can you at least let me have that?”

She nodded and his fingers dropped.

She stared up at him, expectantly.

Drake’s expression dropped. “Oh, did you think I was going to propose now?”

Real smooth, Myka.

“Uh…no!”

Bring it back.

“Of course, not!” she laughed, the psycho laugh she wasn’t proud of.

She cleared her throat, dropping her eyes to her pants like they suddenly needed some kind of smoothing out.

“Myka?”

“Yes,” she said, flipping her head back up.

Drake held out a gold ring with a large ruby in the center of it.

She smiled.

“I was going to wait,” he said. “It seemed like we had a lot to unpack between us—”

“Like clothes?”

“No!” he groaned. “Like emotionally, but apparently neither one of us cares about that right now. So—”

“I mean, Icareabout that. I’ll probably hang that bet over your head for the rest of your life.”

Drake nodded. “I could see you doing that.”

“Every time you do something wrong I’ll—”

“Myka! Would you let me finish?”