Grace’s POV
Marry me, please…
Regardless of the exhilarating words, my head was stuck with the image that occurred right when he proposed me. For a second it was him, then he looked different yet he was there—god knows what’s happening but it was surely, mind boggling.
My eyes opened and landed on the black-hairs head that lay under my chin. Lucius was peacefully sleeping on my chest, his hands wrapping me tightly as our legs stayed tangled.
Even though I should be beaming still the illusion couldn’t get out of my head; adulterating my happiness.
Do I not know him?
“Babe?” Lucius rubbed his face on my chest and those stupid butterflies woke up in my stomach with his action.
“Did you not sleep?” He asked, lifting his head and my breath hitched as his deep blue eyes stared right into
