"You want us... to get married?" Klaus's surprise was clear, his brows arching as if he hadn't expected such a bold statement. Georgina's cheeks flushed a deep shade of red, her heart pounding in confusion. Didn't he want to marry her? Wasn't that what she had always hoped for? She nodded hesitantly, feeling vulnerable under his intense gaze.
Klaus chuckled softly, the corners of his lips lifting as he gently pinched her cheeks. "You don't have a fever, do you?" His teasing voice held a lightness that made her smile despite the tension. "This is serious stuff, you know?"
"I know," she replied, her voice quiet but resolute. "I want this. I want to marry you."
He studied her carefully, eyes searching for any hint of doubt. "Okay, but marrying me won't get you anything, Gina. I'm a
