“I haven’t said yes or no to moving in,” she reminded him, pleased that she sounded like a sensible adult instead of a giddy teenager.
“I’m afraid I’ve gone about this in a clumsy fashion.” His confident manner belied his words. “I’ve never asked a woman to marry me before. Especially not one I’ve known less than a month.”
Hadley’s brain scrambled to think logically. “And the reason you’re rushing into marriage?”
“I’m not rushing into marriage,” he corrected her with a wily grin. “I’m rushing into an engagement.”
“Semantics.” She waved away his explanation. “Are you sure you don’t want to live together for a while and see how it goes?”
“I’ve already lived with you for a while and it’s been terrific. I want to keep on living with you. I need you in my life. That’s not going to change if we wait to get engaged. Right now your plan is to finish school and move to Houston. I want you to make a life with me in Royal instead.”
Hadley clutched her reins in a white-knuckled grip and made no move toward the tempting ring box. “Are you sure this is what you want?”
From the way the light in his eyes dimmed, it wasn’t the answer he’d hoped for, but he had to know her well enough to realize she wouldn’t jump aboard his runaway freight train without thinking things through. After all, her career goals were designed to carry her far from Royal. And that was something she’d have to reconsider if she married him.
“Are you questioning whether I know my mind?” He lifted the enormous diamond ring from its nest of black velvet and caught her left hand. His eyes mesmerized her as he slid the ring on her finger. “I took a year off dating and spent the time thinking through what I wanted in a woman. I wouldn’t have slept with you in Vail if I hadn’t already made up my mind that you were special.” Liam dismounted and handed off Buzzard’s reins to one of the grooms.
“But marriage?” She stared at the ring, mesmerized by the diamond’s sparkle.
Here was proof that Liam’s proposal wasn’t something impulsive and reckless. He’d come prepared to ask her to marry him. And yet he hadn’t said anything about love.
“It’s been on my mind constantly since we came back from Colorado.”
Hearing she hadn’t been the only one who’d felt the connection they’d established that snowy weekend eased her mind somewhat. She dismounted and surrendered Daisy to the groom as well. Her feet barely touched the dirt as she walked the short distance to Liam and took the hand he held outstretched.
He tugged her to him and lifted her chin with gentle fingers until their gazes met. “You fill my thoughts when we’re apart and make me mad with longing to take you in my arms when we’re together.”
Liam’s assertion awakened a deep, profound thrumming in her heart. “I know the feeling,” she said, lifting onto her toes to offer him a single kiss. “I’d better get back to Maggie.”
He wrapped a strong arm around her waist and held her snug against his muscular chest. “Will you stay tonight?”
“I can’t. I’m having dinner with Kori.”
“Afterward?”
She laughed and danced beyond his reach. “I’ve been neglecting the other guy in my life so I’m going to sleep with him.”
“That guy better be Waldo,” he growled, but his eyes sparkled with amusement below lowered brows.
“I don’t have time for anyone else.”
“Bring him with you when you come back. It’s time you both settled permanently at the ranch house.”
Engagement. Moving in. It was all happening so fast. Her heart hammered against her ribs in a panicked rhythm. All too aware she hadn’t actually agreed to marry Liam, despite accepting his ring, she opened her mouth, but her thoughts were too scattered to summon words. He might have been considering this move for a while, but for her this development was brand-new and she needed to think things through.
One of Liam’s ranch hands approached, citing a problem with a mare, and Hadley took the opportunity to slip away. As she wove through the connected barns on her way back to the ranch offices, her mood shifted from giddy to concerned. She might not have said yes to marriage, but she’d accepted his ring and kept her doubts to herself.
What had happened to being practical? Falling in love with Liam for starters. How was she supposed to think straight when the man made her feel like it was the Fourth of July, Thanksgiving and Christmas all rolled into one perfect holiday?