“Corby?”
When he opened his eyes, he waited, not sure what his boyfriend wanted.
“Yeah?” he asked.
Will went with his gut. He had to give Corbin a good reason, and he knew of one.
It was the best reason to fight, too.
“Marry me.”
After Will said the words, Corbin wasn’t sure he had heard him correctly.
He lifted a brow.
“Pardon?”
Will was dead serious.
Why wait?
They needed each other, and while it was a good plan to give Corbin something to fight for at the beginning, Will knew that he needed something to keep fighting.
Like their marriage.
So, he explained.
“I don’t want to wait. I want to get married. I know you want to work back to where we were, but I don’t care about the past. I want our future. Marry me. I brought the rings. When we get back home, let’s do it.
That astounded Corbin.
He’d been thinking how he was going to lose this happiness because he wasn’t able to get his shit together. Now, he wanted to get married?
“But I’m broken.”
Will stared into his eyes.
“No, you’re not. This is just a part of our journey. You’ve never been broken to me. Marry me, Corbin Price, and be my husband. I want to start my life with you, and make this journey together.”
He couldn’t believe it.
“Really?”
He nodded his head enthusiastically.
Will had never been surer in all of his life.
“Be my husband, my partner, and my best friend. I need you in my life. I want you in my life. We were meant to be together from that first day in your parents’ pub to now. It’s never been clearer. You’re meant to be mine.”
“Really?” he asked again, so caught off guard.
The man just nodded.
Corbin suddenly had more hope. It was like all the strength returned, and he could fight on for another day. This man gave him the ability to do that.
He’d fight for Will when he couldn’t fight for himself.
Will brushed some of the hair from Corbin’s eyes.
