Nathan’s POV
We head down to my Aston Vanquish and leave the underground parking lot. As soon as they spot the car coming up the ramp, the paparazzi flashes start. Luckily, they dissipate as soon as we’re on the road to the hospital.
The wait is killing me. I want Amelie to tell me she’ll marry me. I want to get married to her and make her fall in love with me. I’ve never thought I’d say it, but I want a happily ever after for both of us. I glanced at her in the passenger seat of my car. She is singing along to the radio and is adorable. I can’t help but smile.
“Nathan, can we stop off at Bob’s by the hospital and get a milkshake?” She asked, “Zander is complaining that he’s being fed too healthily.” She giggled.
“Definitely,” I respond, “who doesn’t love Bob’s shakes.”
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