Page 31 of Possessive Doctor

The sounds of the live band fill the room, and I ask Amy to dance. This is something I’ve never done, but for her, I’ll do anything.

“I’m not a very good dancer,” she whispers.

“So am I, but what is there to dancing? You put your arms around me and sway to the music.”

I hold my hand out to her and lead her to the dance floor. She lays her head on my shoulder and sighs.

“What is it?”

“Everything with you is always so perfect. I can’t help but wonder what I’ve done to deserve a man like you.”

“Well, first, you were born,” I tease her. “That was a crucial step. Then, you grew into the most amazing girl in the world. That was the clincher for me.”

“That’s funny,” she grins.

“Only the being born part. I added that for dramatic effect. The rest, though, is one hundred percent fact. You are the most amazing woman in the world. The most beautiful. Most perfect.”

“I haven’t even done anything with my life, yet. I’m almost a full year behind starting college.”

“What’s a year? It’s nothing, baby girl. It’s completely irrelevant. Are you excited? The semester is only two weeks away.”

“I am excited and a little scared. I don’t think I’ve left the apartment by myself in the past month. It’s going to be strange driving off without you. Speaking of that, did I say thank you for the car?”

“Only about a thousand times.”

“You know I could have bought my own car now that the house has sold.”

“I know but you should hold on to your money.”

“Why? You aren’t planning on dumping me, are you?”

“Well, now that you mention it, let’s go up on deck so that we can talk.”

“About dumping me?” she gasps.

“No, baby girl. I’m not dumping you,” I tell her and lead her out to the deck.

She leans against the side rail and looks up at the sky.

“It’s so beautiful,” she says, voice barely above a whisper.

Instead of looking up, I stare at her and swallow hard. “Damn right, it’s beautiful.”

She whips her head to me, wraps her arms around my neck, and kisses me. I think it’s supposed to be just a light kiss, but I grab her face, suck her bottom lip, and tangle my tongue with hers until she’s moaning in my mouth. I hold her close for a moment as I repeat the words silently in my head.

“Andrew, are you alright? Your heart is racing.”

“I’m fine. Amy, I want to ask you something.”

“Alright, what is it?” She searches my eyes and licks her lips. I almost forget what I’m going to say.

But this is important. It’s the next phase of our lives. Without a warning, I sink to one knee and watch as her hand flies to her mouth.

“The moment I saw you, I knew you were it. I didn’t know who you were or your past. But it didn’t matter because your future was always with me. I can’t imagine spending a single day of my life without you, and I want to spend the rest of my life making you happy. Amy, will you marry me?”

Her eyes grow wide and she holds her breath until she looks like she might explode.

“Yes, yes! I’ll marry you,” she cries.

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