Page 101 of A Simple Love

I got a thumbs-up and a celebration emoji, along with: I’ll call.

Then I counted the minutes. At the rate we were going, I was going to be broke.

And I was good with that.

A short time later, we pulled up in front of Kassie’s place. I handed the driver his money.

“Fifty-three minutes,” I said with a grin. “Nice job.”

He handed me his card. “Anytime, man.”

I climbed from the back seat and headed to the house. Kassie’s door burst open, and she ran toward me. Her hair was a mess, her face blotchy, and she was weeping.

She was fucking perfect.

I dropped my bag and caught her in my arms. She wrapped her legs around me, surrounding me with her warmth. Her scent. Her love. I could feel it everywhere.

I was home.

Finally home.

It took a while to calm her down. After carrying her inside, I held her close, kissing her face, her head, wherever my lips found a spot to nuzzle.

When she let out a long, shuddering sigh, I pushed her hair back and met her still-teary gaze. “Hey, my lovely.”

“Hi,” she murmured, gripping my arms. “Did you mean it? What you said?”

“I love you. I want a life with you,” I stated firmly. “Is that what you want?”

“Yes.”

“Then we’ll figure this out.” I kissed her soft mouth. “Together.”

Her grip tightened. “How long are you back for?”

“A few days. We need to sort some things out, then I’ll head to LA and do what I have to do, pack up my place, and come back. For good.”

“Or until the movie starts shooting.”

“We aren’t going more than two weeks between seeing each other. I’m going to have Annie add that into every contract. If I can’t come to you, you’ll come to me.”

“I see.”

I traced her cheek. She looked exhausted.

“I might take a bit of a break. After all, we’re going to need a honeymoon.”

Her eyes widened. “Honeymoon?”

“That’s the tradition after getting married, isn’t it?”

“Married?” she repeated my words again.

I kissed the end of her pink nose. “We’ve been you and me long enough, Kassie. I want us. I want you to be Mrs. Hart. I want to tell the world you’re mine.” I paused, taking in the stunned look on her face. “Unless you don’t want that?”

“Olly,” she whispered. “Two hours ago, I thought I had lost you again. I didn’t know how I was going to cope. And now you’re talking marriage. Honeymoon.”

I grinned and cupped her face. “Be grateful you haven’t heard my thoughts on a new house and filling it with kids.” I kissed her. “Our kids.”