Chapter 4
“Say something, Goose.”
I tried. “You…It’s not that…”
“I mean, I know you don’t really want to marry me, and I fully understand why.”
“I do,” I said.
“No pun intended.”
How could I not want to marry the man? “Patrick, it’s just…”
“I get too excited,” he said.
“And I don’t? Remember the superhero costumes and making snow angels in a blizzard? It’s one of the many things I adore about you, while, at the same time, being very grateful you also find it somewhat endearing in me.”
“Endearing? I find it magical and wonderful, sexy and uplifting.” Patrick stayed true to form with his words.
“So, what’s the problem, then?” Other than the fact I still wasn’t talking about my true feelings.
“Picking out furniture and building a greenhouse. Both are things a couple should discuss
