“You aren’t the reason I have magic,” I told him, kissing his forehead. “But you would be the reason it’s defined. And if what Morgan and Randall believe is true, if I am more powerful than anything else out there, then you’ll be the most important cornerstone to exist.”
“Whoa,” he said. “Holy crap. I’m amazing.”
“And of course that’s what you took from that,” I said. “But yeah. You are. Though I’d tone down the smugness. You already think you’re dashing and immaculate. Can’t have your self-esteem get too high.”
“They wrote that in the paper,” he said. “So you know it has to be true now.”
“Ugh,” I said. “I changed my mind now too. I’m going to take Justin’s place and go on a date with Todd. At least his ears are—”
And that’s all I got out because one moment I’m curled up against him, and the next I’m flat on my back, him propped up over me, the candlelight flickering on his face as he scowls down at me.
“Hey, boo,” I said.
“You’re not going to go on a date with Todd,” he snapped.
I rolled my eyes. “No shit.”
“Because you’re mine now.”
“That should not be as hot as it is.”
“Say it.”
“Oh my gods. Seriously. Like half a chub just from that alone.”
“Sam.”
“Yeah, yeah. No date with Todd.”
“Because you’re the prize that I won,” he said, smirking at me.
I groaned and shoved him away. “I can’t believe I even said that.”
“I can,” he said, leaning his head down and kissing me on the chin. “It seems like something you would say.”
“Asshole,” I said.
“Already put it there,” he said. “Twice.”
I gaped at him. “Did you just… what. I. Sweet molasses. I don’t. Did you just make a sex pun?”
Ryan frowned. “I don’t know if you understand what a pun is.”
“Marry me,” I demanded.
“Sure,” he said with a shrug. “I can do that.”
“What?”
“What.”
“You just agreed to marry me!”
“I know. You just asked me to.”
“But. I don’t. What the hell is going on?”
He rolled his eyes. “I don’t think you ever really know.”