Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 86799 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86799 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
When we reach the small fountain where we first reconnected more than a year ago, I dip my hand into my jeans pocket, rooting around for some coins. I know what to wish for so I toss a nickel in right away, then turn to Axel to hand him one.
But he’s no longer right next to me.
He’s on one knee.
My heart catches.
“Don’t marry a bed,” he begins. “Marry me, Hazel Valentine. I love you more than coffee, more than wine, more than being right, more than books, more than stories. I love you more than I ever imagined, more than I thought you’d let me love you. And I want to spend the rest of my life bickering, bantering, loving, and being with you. Just you.”
It’s too late to stop the waterworks and I don’t even try. I sink to my knees where the man I spend my days and nights with slides a gorgeous emerald onto my finger.
Then, I hold his face. “My wish just came true. To be with you always.”
“Sweetheart,” he says, full of swagger and love, “you’re stuck with me.”
“And hold the tuna,” I say, then we kiss in front of the fountain of books.
Fitting for the next chapter in the story of my so-called love life.