‘No, it doesn’t sound romantic at all. Let’s think of something better.’
‘All right.’ Vanessa looked deeply into his hazel eyes. ‘We could get married.’
‘Married? Are you proposing to me, Miss Everly?’
‘Yes, I am.’
‘I thought the man proposed.’
‘This is the twenty-first century, Christian.’
He smiled, his eyes glistening. ‘Then here’s to the twenty-first century, darling. I accept with all my heart.’