As he laid there, silence in the room, Lachlan smiled to himself quietly, looking down at the top of Winters head, her auburn hair fanned out over his bare chest as her head was resting there, rising up and down slightly in sync with his breathing. He knew she was asleep, silent and resting against him. How had he known offering to spar with Winter was going to lead to such things, but in his mind, it seemed the perfect time. He did not mind if it was in a house where they were in lockdown, or that it was not over some romantic meal date. It was honest, true and it was perfect for them.
Lachlan knew she had not been expecting such a question, for him to ask her to marry. It was true, they really had only known each other since April officially, but that did not matter to him on time, and
