SHE POUTED. "HAVE you changed your mind? You don't want to marry me anymore? I haven't even answered your question yet."
She was referring to my proposal to her. But, of course, she hasn't given me her answer yet. And I don't even have the ring with me, for Pete's sake. So what kind of proposal is this?
"What now? Don't say you're going to faint again?" she teased, but I could see the slightest hint of panic in her eyes. "Jacob, I'm telling you, you're heavy."
I rolled off of her and sat upright on the bed against the headboard. I reached for her and sat her on my lap before giving her a kiss on the forehead. I lightly tapped the tip of her nose affectionately and smiled.
"I still haven't changed my mind, and I'm still ready to marry you anywhere you want. But..."
"But what?" Her
