Miranda stared at Nolan, her pulse racing wildly beneath her skin. Had she heard him correctly? Marriage? The proposition hung between them, both absurd and strangely alluring.
It was madness. Completely impulsive. Absolutely reckless.
Yet somewhere deep inside, she wanted to accept.
Just days ago, she'd ended things with Ryan. The emotional whiplash made her dizzy. But comparing Ryan to Nolan was like comparing a candle to a forest fire.
Everything about Nolan—his touch that left her skin tingling, his penetrating gaze that seemed to see right through her defenses, the way he challenged her at every turn—awakened something primal within her.
Something fierce. Something untamed.
She couldn't call it love—not yet. After Ryan's betrayal, that word felt too dangerous to utter. But what burned between her and Nolan transcended mere physical attraction. It was consuming, overwhelming, and entirely beyond her ability to control.
