“The marrying part, or the—”

“Everything.”

Since she did trust him—with her heart, her soul, her life—she wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders, pressed her face to his throat, and kissed him there, loving how his arms tightened around her. “I love you, Sawyer. So much.”

“I know.” His eyes were serious. “It’s my very own miracle, and I count on it every single day.”

“It would never be boring…” she said.

“Counting on that, too. Say yes, Chloe.”

She lifted her face and smiled. “Yes. To everything.”