by Ginna Gray
Dani's eyes flared and her heart kicked into high gear but she didn't move or make a sound.
"I'll admit that, yes, I admire that sharp brain of yours, and yes, I think you're gorgeous and sexy as hell, but those are only a part of things that make you, you, a part of why I love you. I love you because you're also gentle and caring, and fun to be with. You're so damned sweet and vulnerable I want to hold you in my arms and protect you and shield you from everything and everyone who might hurt you. And I'll love you just as much when you've lost all your teeth and your hair has turned silver."
Dani was looking up at him with wide, wondering eyes, and giving in to temptation, Jason leaned down and placed a soft kiss against her parted lips. "Believe that, sweetheart."
"You'll catch the flu," Dani whispered hoarsely.
"It'll be worth it." He caressed her cheeks with the backs of his knuckles and gazed deep into her eyes, his face becoming deadly serious. "I love you, Danielle Edwards, with every cell in my body. And all I want from you is your love, and your promise to be my wife."
Dani could hardly believe it. This wonderful, caring man wanted her. Just her. And yet, seeing the need and longing in his face, the utter sincerity in his eyes, she knew it was true.
Suddenly her heart was so full she thought it would burst, and for the second time that afternoon, tears of happiness filled her lovely blue eyes. "I love you too, Jason," she said in a soft, quavering voice. One by one, the tears spilled over and trickled down her cheeks. Smiling tremulously, she lifted a hand and very tenderly cupped his jaw. "And I want more than anything to be your wife."