Love? Had he really said love? Was she a part of that sentiment or something else? Her heart flipped wildly in her chest. She only hoped that it was, for something deep inside her told her that she loved Garnae.
"Love? Does that. . . possibly I mean. . . that is to say. . ." she trailed off, looking down at her hand that rested softly against his chest. She shook her head and looked back up.
"Yes it was very lucky that I got off with what I did. I learned how to shoot like that from my father," she replied quickly. She hoped that she hadn't stumbled into a topic that Garnae didn't want to have. Thus, her reasoning for changing the subject quickly.
However, his stammered question caused her heart to race faster and her breath quickened. Was this . . . a marriage proposal? She couldn't be sure. She had never ever had managed to get a man to ask her such a wonderful question.
"You want me. . . to stay with you? Oh Garnae. Unmarried I can't. Are you suggesting . . ." she trailed off, vaguely noticing how she was clutching his hand. Could it be that he would be the one that was strong enough to keep her around?
Last edited by Cordelia Harrison; 09-11-2006 at 06:14 AM.
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