Page 57 of Dr. Off Limits

“Isn’t that what most relationships are? I mean, if people are honest.”

He shook his head and let out a half laugh. “I don’t know. But I’m not interested in any other relationships. I’m interested in you and me. And I’m not expecting to get bored. Not with you.”

“Ever?” I grinned at him. “Is this a marriage proposal?”

He smiled in a sort-of adoring, deliciously sexy way. “Is marriage something you want?”

I pulled out of his arms. “Absolutely not,” I said. “I was kidding. We’ve known each other five minutes.”

He pulled me toward him. “There’s no need to freak out. I’m not about to propose. I’m just interested. Given your parents, I would have thought it might be something you either crave or run away from.”

“I’m neutral. I don’t think about it.” I paused and when he didn’t say anything, I added. “Is marriage something you want?”

He laughed. “You look like someone just set off a stink bomb.”

“I do not.” I play-thumped him on his shoulder and my hand rebounded off hard muscle.

“Honestly I haven’t thought about it,” he replied. “But when I look at my mum and dad, there’s nothing about their relationship that would make me set against it.”

“They’re in Norfolk?”

He nodded. “We should go. They would love to meet you and it would mean we could go out and take a walk. They have a new puppy. We can take him down to Blakeney point.”

“You want me to meet your parents?”

“We can escape Hampstead and London and the danger of being seen by anyone in the hospital. Why not?”

When he put it like that, it sounded perfect.

“That sounds good, but only if you promise not to propose.”

“Cross my heart.”

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