‘What?’ She felt nervous now, awkward, rejected. Like a distance was opening between them and unsure if she should move off him, admit defeat at trying to seduce him. Trying not to overthink it or take it personally.
There was a short silence, she could not make out his face in the gloomy light, only the sound of his breathing and aware that his face was still close to her own and he hadn’t broken that intense gaze. Rose’s own heart rate had elevated, and her palms were getting distinctly clammy.
‘Marry me?’ He breathed it so gently she almost thought she imagined it.
‘What?’ She breathed in surprise.
‘Rose. I want you… No, I NEED you to be my wife?’ His voice was suddenly stronger, more serious and no hint of hesitation. ‘I know I said I would wait until I fixed this mess, but I can’t
