14 Rylee, will you marry me?
-- Rylee's POV --
At first, he is confused. His brows scrunch and he tilts his head. His eyes open wide when it hits him.
I know where he went to school. I've agreed to move with him. I know he has a sister. He can braid hair. He loves me.
A laugh escapes him and he rolls to the side and relaxes. A hand moves a sweaty curl from my face
"My name is Jesper."
I clear my throat and whisper "Jesper." I try the name out on my mouth and lips.
"Careful, Rylee. I will do anything and everything to hear my name on your lips again."
"Jesper" I whisper and smile, daring him to do exactly anything.
His face lights up and he hugs and kisses me.
"Rylee, will you marry me?'
I nod and quietly whisper "Yes."
We fall asleep tangled tighter. A heap of sweaty mess wi
