Breaking Free (40 page)

“They say forever in Arabic, Zoe. I took a chance and bought wedding bands to match hoping you’d make an honest man of me? Will you marry me?”

His pale gray gaze was so intent, his expression so eager, she started to tear up again but laughed instead.

No matter how far away he was, her love would follow him, as his would rest inside her--deeper than the child she carried. She had no doubts. She was right where she was supposed to be. “Yes. Oh, yes.”

Hawk kissed her again, his lips clinging to hers, his tongue tangling with hers so thoroughly they were both breathless when he raised his head. He removed the engagement ring from the box and slipped it on her finger. “What do you think?”

Zoe said the only thing she had breath left to murmur. “Hooyah.”