“Is this some sort of a practice, Babe?” Ameelah’s right eyebrow suddenly rose. Her eyes danced with amusement as she looked down at him from her position on the silk pillows, her lips twitching with a suppressed smile that she tried hard to hide behind her serious expression.
“Sort of, Babe. So, you have to answer me now,” Darmiel insisted pretending to be so serious. He maintained his firm, unyielding gaze, with intense adoration in his dark eyes. He tightened his powerful arms around her waist, anchoring her to his chest as if his entire life depended on the next words that would come out of her mouth.
Ameelah wanted to laugh but she thought that she might offend him, so she nodded with a serious expression. “Yes, I will marry you, Darmiel Hilbates.” She allowed a soft, brilliant smil
