Let Me Be The One: The Sullivans, Book 6 (Contemporary Romance)

That nothing, not even water strong enough to carve cliffs, is as strong as our connection. Nothing is ever going to break us apart. Not jobs or miles or creepy bastards. Make me the happiest man alive. Say you’ll marry me and wear this ring.”

She reached for ANCHOR to throw it at him, but stopped just before her fingers could grasp it.

“And did you also know there’s an Italian national baseball team that isn’t half bad?”

Quickly putting it all together, she said, “You’re not going to play baseball in Italy, Ryan.”

“It would be fun.”

“Don’t be crazy,” she said when she realized he was serious. “You can’t give up your career for me

Of course, Ryan still wanted to fly to Italy to rip the dickhead’s heart from his chest for hurting her.

The second the plane touched down, he called her. “I hope you have clay all over your hands,” he told her voice mail. “I miss you already. And I love you. Call me when you get home.”

“God, it’s good to hear you say that. So damn good, Vicki. Say it again.”

“I love you,” she whispered

“We’ve spent the past six nights together. I wanted to give you space to go out with the guys.”

“I’ve had a lifetime of space,” he growled. “I don’t need space. I need you, Vicki. You.”

“I can’t believe your bastard ex-husband got to be your first.”

She could see how jealous he was about it.

Different enough that she suddenly blurted, “You were going to ask me to the prom?”

“I had it bad for you even then.”

“I’m bad at some things.”

She raised an eyebrow. “Name one thing.”

Making you fall in love with me the way I’ve always been in love with you. You only ever saw the jock while you let those artist assholes chase you. And hurt you.

Even as he pulled her onto his lap and buried his face in her hair to breathe her in, he knew he needed to be a hell of lot more convincing, instead of sounding like a lovesick fool who had just been dumped by the girl of his dreams.