Elena’s POV
I thought Deacon would feel dejected from my straight answer, but to my surprise, he leaned back with ease, a smirk forming on his lips. “And that is exactly why you should marry me.”
My brows furrowed. Am I too stupid for Deacon’s mind?
Seeing my confusion, he chuckled a little. “Do you think Desmond would rather see you marry someone like Bryson if you decided not to marry him?”
I stared at him, and disgust immediately rushed through me upon hearing Bryson’s name and remembering my messed up marriage with him.
Scoffing, I shook my head with great disdain, exclaiming, “Now, that’s an unearthly terrifying thought!”
Deacon shamelessly laughed at my reaction. I watched him in admiration as he freely laughed, unlike the emotionally restricted person he was during the battle.
