Damaged Beyond Repair by Kashmira Kamat (KittyKash) (ebook reader below 3000 .txt) 📖

I hurried into our bedroom and threw open the drawers where my ties were neatly piled up. The box was missing. I opened the wardrobe and searched through the drawers. I looked through each and every corner and failed to spot it. I scratched my head.

I wondered if I'd lost it. I'd spent a fortune on that one. Alana walked into the bedroom laughing. She waved a blue velvet box in her hand. "Are you looking for this?"

I laughed. "So you knew about it. There goes my romantic proposal."

She folded her arms across her chest. "I hadn't actually seen it coming until yesterday."

"Oh!" If only things went the way I planned, but it never did. "It's going to seem like I'm only proposing to you because you're carrying my baby."

"Just shut up and do it, Mr. Masters."

I went down on my knees and looked at her. Two years ago I would never have thought that I would be proposing to the student I'd been in love with.

"Alana, what do you think about changing your last name to Masters?"

She giggled. "I think that would be cool. Alana Masters, I like the sound of it."

"Do you think you can handle living with an almost thirty, overbearing and sometimes psychotic but drop dead gorgeous man?"

"I would love to."

"Would you treat his six year old daughter as your own?"

"I promise."

"Would you scoop up Elsa's poop from the floor in the middle of the night with a plastic shovel?" 

By this time Alana was laughing loudly. I liked the sound of her laughter. It made me sad to see her in tears. I wanted to make it my life's motive to always see her smiling.

"You are perfect, Alana. I want you to be the mother of my babies. Please marry me. I promise I'll be a good husband. I'll buy you expensive gifts, I'll take you out on dinner dates every weekend. Everything that you want."

"Yes. Yes. Yes. I'll marry you."

"I have one condition." I said.

Her face fell. "What's that?"

"You will continue studying even after marriage and you will get your degree. Do you have something you want to do?"

"I want to become a teacher."

I was at a loss of words for a good few seconds. I couldn't stop grinning like an idiot. "Did I influence your decision?"

"I was never cut out for the nine to five desk job, and I've always looked up to you. I think it's wonderful what you do and I want to do the same thing even though I don't think I'm as smart as you."

She went up on her toes and our mouths came crashing against one another. We kissed deep and passionately. I felt like a fifteen year old, experiencing his first kiss in high school. My heart was close to melting.

"Will Minnie accept me as her mom?" Alana asked me, breaking the kiss. She was still breathing hard.

I chuckled softly. "Of course, sweetheart, she loves you. She'd be happier than you and I put together. Trust me."

Alana's expressions softened. "I'm so happy. You make me happy."

"Good." I said sliding the ring on her finger. "I'll contact a wedding florist and the best designer boutique and have them to send me their catalog for you to choose from. Can't wait to see you in that white dress."

"I feel the same Mr. Masters."

"What? I won't be wearing a white dress." I joked.

She punched me. "A tux. I meant a tux. So when do you want to get married?" She asked me, playing with my hair.

"Next week." I said.

Alana gaped at me. "Rowan? Is this a joke?"

"I'm not laughing, see." I smiled. "Now, go to college and if you need anything, just call me."

"There are so many things I need to prepare. This is our wedding Rowan, it has to be perfect." She was already giddy with excitement.

"It will be perfect. I promise." I said.

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