She swallowed. “I – I… oh, God, Jax. Are you sure that you want to marry me?”
“Am I sure?” he said, astounded that she’d even ask the question. “f**k, baby, I’ve never been more sure of anything or anyone in the whole of my life. I love you. I want you, and I want you forever. I want you to be my wife – to be mine.”
Sarah's eyes filled with tears. “I love you too… you just don’t know how much.”
“So say yes, doll.” He wiped her tears tenderly, his hands lingering on her soft skin. “Say yes to me.”
“Yes,” she said. “God, yes.”
She watched as he took the ring from the box, slipped it onto her finger. She held up her hand to catch the light from the kitchen above, and she smiled. She wasn’t at all surprised that Jax had decided to go traditional, opting for diamonds and gold. Sarah knew t
