“No. Here is perfect,” she said, grinning so big now, you’d think I already asked the question. “Please, do it here. It’s so you.”
I looked down at her, at all of that beauty she was about to hand over to me for life. Trusting me with it. Forever. She was giving it. No layers. No lies. Just her.
Tori Rivera.
She was mine. Out here in my world and in hers, she was mine.
Then I did it right there.