by G. , Whitney
“Did you read the whole thing?” She tilted her head to the side. “Like, with the epilogue?”
I nodded, and she shook her head.
“She definitely didn’t…” She and Greg burst into laughter.
“Okay, then,” she said, “We’ll call you tomorrow. Can you try to get online at the same time?”
“Sure…” I logged off the call and shook my head. Two pointless phone calls in a row.
I need to make them add money to my Skype account for doing this.
As I was trying to figure out what the hell they were talking about, Ethan walked into the room. The sight of him dressed in an immaculate suit and tie—with his pearly white smile to match, sent butterflies fluttering in my stomach.
Was there an event onboard today that I forgot about? The business party isn’t until four days from now.
“My dad wants you to know that he loves you,” I said, turning off the computer. “Oh, and he seems to think that you need to know that everything is fine, as long as I tell him all about my day later.” I paused. “Do you think he’s losing his memory this early?”
He laughed. “Not at all, but thanks for telling me what he said.”
“Oh, and Greg and Penelope called. They finished your book and said they liked it.”
“No, they loved it.” He laughed, moving closer and reaching for my hand. “I need to talk to you about something.”
“Right now?”
“Yes, right now.” He helped me to my feet and clasped my hand, leading me out of the room. “How’d you feel about the remaining chapters of the book?”
“They were pretty good for a debut, I guess.” I tried not to feed his ego.
“That’s all it was? Pretty good?”
“It may get a reread once a year.” More like once a week.
“What about the extra chapter of us at the make-up prom?” He led me into the main lounge, where the wall of panoramic windows gave a sweeping view of the sea.
“I think you should include it in the book,” I said. “But after reading the entire thing, I’m wondering what might’ve happened if the characters hadn’t agreed to erase that night from their memories.”
“Why’s that?”
“Maybe they wouldn’t have fallen out right before college, if they’d just admitted their feelings for each other,” I said, feeling a bit of regret. “Maybe if the heroine knew certain things the hero had done on her behalf, instead of assuming that—Well, you know.”
“Yeah.” He nodded. “How’d you feel about the epilogue?”
“It was good. Great.” I shrugged.
“What happened in it?”
“They lived happily ever after.”
“Give me the details like you normally do, Rachel.”
“Um…” I searched for an answer. “Well, they um…”
That familiar sexy smile spread across his face. “You’re still attempting to hold off on reading some of it, aren’t you?”
“Yes.” I felt my cheeks reddening. “But it’s not because I don’t want to. It’s so I can have something to savor later…It’s more than ‘pretty good,’ Ethan. It’s fucking perfect. And I think you may have ruined me from reading other books for a while, because I can honestly tell you, I’m just going to reread yours for the next several weeks.”
“I’m honored that you feel that way, Rachel,” he said, brushing a few stray hairs from my face. “Unfortunately, I have to spoil the ending for you right now.”
“You wouldn’t dare.” I narrowed my eyes at him. “If you do, you know that will put you at the top of my shit list until—”
“We fuck again,” he said, kissing me. “I have to, though. You clearly can’t be trusted to finish it any time soon, and I’ve attempted to pull this off several different times. If you keep refusing to finish, we’ll never get to the best part.”
“What are you talking about?”
He let out a sigh and pulled a black box from his pocket, then he got down on one knee and looked up at me.
“Rachel Marie Dawson…” he said, and I immediately felt tears pricking my eyes. “I’ve previously told you that I’d loved you since I was seven and a half years old. But over the years, I honestly can’t deny that while you’ve definitely been my number one enemy at times, you’ve always been my best friend.” He looked into my eyes. “I never told you this, but your mother wrote me a letter right before she passed, and I…I didn’t open it until you stopped talking to me when we broke up, when you decided to return to Semester at Sea. She said that she always thought that we should end up together. If we weren’t already, she said that I should immediately take you out. Of course, I was already fucking miserable, since you weren’t talking to me at that point, and I never want to feel that way, or be without you, for that long again.”
I tried to hold it together, but it was no use. My heart was pounding against my chest, and tears were falling down my face.
“I know we’re only twenty-two and a half right now, but I want you to be by my side from now until we’re one hundred and a half, too. I don’t want to go another day without knowing that you’ll be mine forever, because I know that I’ve always been yours…”
I cried a little harder as he squeezed my hand.
“I know we’ve always signed off on all our letters with ‘Forget You’, but I’ve never been able to truly forget you, Rachel. I never will…”
He took the ring from the box and gently placed it at the tip of my finger. “Rachel Marie Dawson, will you marry me?”
“Yes.” I barely managed as he stood up to kiss me. “Well, wait. Under one small condition.”
“What condition is that?”
“Since you’ve somewhat spoiled it, I want you to tell me exactly how you wrote this part in your book.”
He smiled and kissed me again. “Honestly? It’s written in the exact same way…”
—
The End
Author’s Note
Thank you to everyone who has read Forget You, Ethan & Sincerely, Carter. I’ll never be able to thank you enough for taking a chance on these characters.
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Whitney G.
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