I stared at the ring inside the velvet box for several long seconds and although I had already guessed what it meant, seeing it sitting there made the possibility feel frighteningly real.
Knox wanted to marry me.
The man who had once looked at me like I was nothing but trouble now had a ring hidden in his bedroom, and somehow that realization hit harder than every gunfight, kidnapping, and threat I had survived since meeting him.
I carefully closed the box before placing it exactly where I had found it and when Knox stepped into the room, I tried to act normal even though my heart was beating hard enough to give me away.
He looked from me to the dresser.
"You found it." He said.
"I wasn't looking for it." I said.
"I know." He said.
"You were really going to propose?" I asked.
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