“And now my arms.”
I take a deep breath and then kneel down in front of her.
“What are you doing?” she asks, sounding annoyed.
I reach into my back pocket and pull out a small box. “I’m proposing.”
She snickers. “You are not proposing with me still naked and tied up.”
“I am too, it’s the only way you will let me propose.”
She frowns.
“Now…Skye, I love you with everything I have. I’ve wanted to marry you since the first time I fucked you. I know I’ve screwed up and that you deserve better, but let me spend eternity making it up to you. Marry me?”
Her eyes widen.
“No.”
I sigh. I knew this would be a fight. It’s why I proposed with her tied up.
I stand back up. “No? I thought you loved me?”
“I do.”
“Then why won’t you marry me?”
“Because I don’t want to.”
“That’s not a reason.”
“Because technically, I’m still married to Gabe.”
I roll my eyes. “He’s in prison and you can easily get that annulled. That’s not the problem. What’s the real reason?”
She sighs. “I don’t want to get married, ever.”
“Why?”
“Marriage doesn’t mean anything. I married Gabe and you saw how well that worked out.”
“That’s because he coerced you.”
“And what are you doing?”
“Asking, very persuasively.”
She frowns. “I’m not a normal woman. I don’t want normal things. I don’t need kids, I’m happy with my pets. I don’t need a husband, I’m happy with my partner. Why can’t you get that?”
I run my hand through my hair. “I can. You’re right. I shouldn’t pressure you.”
I walk over and place the box on the nightstand and then I start walking to the bedroom door. I open it and start walking out.
“You can’t leave me like this!”
“I’ll be back when I’m ready to fuck you again.” I’ve left her tied up plenty of times before. It only makes the next round better.
“Wait!”