Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 97382 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 390(@250wpm)___ 325(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97382 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 390(@250wpm)___ 325(@300wpm)
“You haven’t asked,” I tell him, my voice raw and full of emotion.
“I haven’t,” he agrees, and then he’s reaching into his pocket. “You told me once that you’d never drop to your knees, open your legs, or bend over for me, but I have to say, you’ve done all that and more.”
I give him a dry look. “Is this really your proposal?”
He grins. “No, that was the lead-up.”
“It isn’t something I can tell the grandkids.”
Dawson snorts, shaking his head like he can’t believe this moment is real. “I love you, Ro. I loved you before I even knew what love was supposed to feel like. I’ve loved you scared, I’ve loved you furious, I’ve loved you happy… And every version of me has loved you more than the last.” He cups my cheek, kissing my nose. “We’ve been circling each other for years, playing this boyfriend-girlfriend game, but loving you didn’t just make my life better—it changed me. You are my metamorphosis. The moment everything shifted. My before and my after.”
He swallows, brushing his thumb over my cheek to catch the tears that have started to fall. “I want the next chapter, the forever one. Because, in my head, you’ve been Ambrosia Mercer-Sinclair since the second I kissed you on the quad.”
I choke on a sob and shake my head. “I was so mad you kissed me.”
“I wasn’t.”
I laugh. “I really wasn’t. I liked it a lot. I liked you a lot.”
“I know,” he tells me, kissing my nose. “And there is no one on this planet who fits me like you do. Or fits you like I do. No one I want to play harder for, be better for. When you cheer for me, it feels like every day is a championship I get to win. Your love is my trophy, Ro. And I want it for life.” His voice drops, soft and certain. “I love you, my heart-stopper. Marry me?”
Suddenly, he’s holding a ring that I don’t even get to see because I’m nodding enthusiastically before crashing my lips to his.
Turns out, metamorphosis wasn’t about changing who we were; it was about growing into who we were meant to be.
Together.