“Fiona! Do it! Say yes!” Aelfwerd shrieked. “I told you so,” he added smugly.
And, tears streaming down her face, Fiona grabbed Erik’s hand and pulled him to his feet.
“Do you forgive me for being an idiot, Erik?” she choked out. “Do you forgive me for doubting you?’
“There’s nothing to forgive. Do you forgive me for not being smart enough to realize that I should have just come right out and told you that I loved you, from the very beginning? I’m not very good with words; I thought my actions would show it, but I should have known better. There’s never been another woman for me. You’re the smartest, most beautiful, most exasperating, woman I’ve ever met.” In a lower voice he added “And the sexiest.”
“Oh, I think you’re pretty good with words.” Her heart pounded madly, and she thought she would faint. Her tears of joy had no doubt ruined her makeup, and she didn’t care, because Erik was looking at her with shining eyes, looking at her with love and hope and adoration. “Yes, Erik. Of course I’ll marry you.”
THE END
Table of Contents
Chapter One:
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
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