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" I reach up and run my finger along her jaw, careful to avoid the bruise. “Out there, I’ll be your right hand.”
“Yes.” No hesitation. Just a calm agreement.
“In here?”
She smiles slowly. “In here, I’m your baby girl.” The smile fades. “Can you live with that?” she asks again.
“Marry me.”
Jasmine leans into my touch. “Ask me again in a year, when I’ve solidified my place at the head of this beast. Then we’ll see.” It’s not a yes, but I’m strangely okay with that. Even if she never wears my ring on her finger, she’s mine in every way that counts.
And I’m hers.
In the end, there’s only one answer. “Yes, I can live with that. As long as I have you, I can live with a whole hell of a lot. "
― Katee Robert , Desperate Measures (Wicked Villains, #1)