Layla's P.O.V
"I am not Layla; I am serious." He said, "Marry me, baby girl." He added.
I sat there, staring at him. Was he serious? Was he asking me to marry him? I thought he was messing with me, but now I honestly don't think he is.
"Pull over, pull over right now," I said.
I watch worry wash over his face when I say that to him. Miles did as I asked, finding somewhere to pull in. As soon he stopped, he turned to me.
"You want to leave now, don't you?" He said sadly.
"What? No, of course, I do not want to leave." I said, "Are you seriously asking me to marry you?" I added.
I know he said he was serious, but I was still trying to get my head around it.
"Yes," He said matter-of-factly.
"Wow! Do you not think it is a little soon?" I asked.
"Nope! I love you; you love me. I don't
