Luke that boy is insistent, "I want a baby with you, Mia. I want to marry you." Luke knew this wasn't the right moment for a proposal but here he was, jumping the gun, proposing anyway." Sometimes he has to repeat things he says so Mia gets the gist of it, "I meant it," he said without preamble. "We'll get married in two weeks. We'll pick up a ring tomorrow. You'll be my wife." She couldn't make her lips form a single word. "And that baby will be mine. Do you understand?" Holt I missed papa bear he's totally something else, "you're waiting too long! Get on with it! What do you want - Christ to descend from heaven to do the ceremony himself?"
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