Page 136 of The Marshal


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“Zip it,” Scarlett says to Cole, and I hear her slap his arm.

Caylee grins.

“But I’m not stupid enough to lose you a second time.I love you, Caylee Zimbardo.I want to be your husband.To protect you and love you for the rest of your life.Say yes.Say you will be my wife.”

She wobbles, and I reach out to steady her.I know this is a lot given what she’s been through, but I spoke to Cassy and Scarlett, and we all agreed Caylee was recovered enough.

But of course, it’s her choice.

“She loves you, and she’s ready to be married.”Cassy said when we met.“I think the security of being engaged will be a good thing for her.”

“Me too.Can I see the ring?”Scarlett asked.

“No,” I laughed.

Right now, it’s on display for everyone to see.God, I hope she likes it.God, I hope she says yes.

Say yes.

Please say yes.

“Are you sure?”she asks instead, and I start laughing.

Is she kidding me?

“No, babe.I thought this would be a great way to completely embarrass myself while you reject me.Yes, I’m sure!”

Caylee’s eyes dart at the crowd as if seeing the hundreds of people for the first time.Her eyes fill with tears.

That’s when I know.

She’s going to marry me.

“Yes,” Caylee whispers and then launches herself at me while the ring goes flying.

I grab her and, tapping into my training, I let myself fall back, buffering her as she kisses my face off.

“Say it louder,” I mumble against her mouth, grinning so hard I can barely talk.

“Yes!”Caylee arches her head back and screams.

Everyone roars and starts cheering.

Then, I go in search of the ring.

“Here,” Cole grunts, handing it to me.A small smile hits his lips.“Congratulations you, idiot.”

I grin, taking Caylee’s hand and slipping it on.I squeeze her fingers, and our eyes lock.

“Now you are mine,”

“I was always yours.”

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