Will you… I mean, do you want to get married?” Tove asked. “To me?”
“I, um…” I didn’t know what to say.
“If you don’t want to, nothing has to change between us,” Tove said hurriedly. “I asked because it sounds like a good idea to me.”
“Yeah,” I said, and I didn’t know what I would say until it was coming out of mouth. “I mean, yes. I do. I will. I would… I’ll marry you.”
“Yeah?” Tove smiled hopefully, and I nodded.
“Yes.” I swallowed hard and tried to smile back.
“Good.” He exhaled and looked back down the hall. “This is good, right?”
“Yeah, I think so,” I said, and I did mean that.
“Yeah,” he nodded. “I sorta feel like throwing up now, though.

Auteur: Amanda Hocking

Will you… I mean, do you want to get married?” Tove asked. “To me?”<br />“I, um…” I didn’t know what to say.<br />“If you don’t want to, nothing has to change between us,” Tove said hurriedly. “I asked because it sounds like a good idea to me.”<br />“Yeah,” I said, and I didn’t know what I would say until it was coming out of mouth. “I mean, yes. I do. I will. I would… I’ll marry you.”<br />“Yeah?” Tove smiled hopefully, and I nodded.<br />“Yes.” I swallowed hard and tried to smile back.<br />“Good.” He exhaled and looked back down the hall. “This is good, right?”<br />“Yeah, I think so,” I said, and I did mean that.<br />“Yeah,” he nodded. “I sorta feel like throwing up now, though. - Amanda Hocking




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