Chapter Sixty
He stood up, turning his back towards me. But I continued on.
“My parents want to come up this week and well, they want to meet you.”
“Me?” He asked in a small voice.
“Yes, we are getting married. It’s only right that my parents would want to meet you.” I said, shifting from foot to foot.
“You don’t want them to meet me, I’m sure Marcus could-“ He started to say, but I cut him off.
“That’s not what I want.” I grabbed his arm, gently turning him around to face me. He was worrying his lower lip and my heart hurt, knowing that I had made him doubt himself like this. “I want them to meet you. I know that they’ll fall in love with you just as hard as I have.”
“Little one.” He said, setting the magazines down on to the corner of his desk. He reached out to me, pulling me int
