She nods. “I love you and want to spend the rest of my life with you too but it doesn’t mean that we should get married.”
“Shouldn’t it?” I ask.
She smi
les. “I don’t need to get married to know that you love me and will do anything for me for the rest of your life. One look today from you when my hand was cut was all it took to know that I’m yours forever.”
“And I’m yours forever.” I study her closely. “Will you marry me?” I ask again.
Her face lights up. “Yes. I’ll marry you, but only because I want an excuse to go on a long honeymoon where you can fuck me in a dozen countries.”
I grin. “God, I love you,” I say kissing her.
Olive is mine. I’m going to make it official by marrying her. And then take her on a year long honeymoon. I know she can find the right bakers to handle her bakeries while we are gone. After all, I was the one that taught her everything I know. She’s going to kill this running a business thing. She already is. She’s everything I never knew I wanted in a woman and more. And she’s all fucking mine. Forever.
THE END