Chapter 173
He had asked me a few times of how we met. He knew that his memory loss was still a touchy subject to me so he'd never played a prank on me that involved pretending to remembered something from the past.
"I remember, Case." He murmured as he looked at me, hand holding mine. He tucked my hair behind my ear and looked into my eyes with such an intense gaze that made my knees weak.
"W-when? How? What?" I sputtered out with wide eyes as I searched his face for signs that he was lying.
"You wore a grey hoodie that looked extremely worn out with a pair of jeans. You were seating by the window and you were the only one sitting alone." I stopped breathing.
He remembered.
He even remembered the clothes I wore.
I didn't doubt that he got all of it right because I remembered using that hoodie almost every day and loving that seat for its view.
"I remembered that you didn't even bat an eye at me. Hell, you didn't even raise your head to look at me when the teacher introduced me to the class." Adam chuckled a little before continuing.
"I remembered thinking that maybe you were just hostile towards everyone and that made them hate you. I don't think I could've been more wrong in my life." He shook his head.
"I remembered how intrigued I was at how sarcastic and closed off you were. The first time we talked, I thought you were hilarious and I started to wonder why you were always alone." Adam continued softly, his hand cupping my left cheek and I instinctively leaned into it. Tears were starting to fill my eyes as I listened to him speak.
"When I saw you getting hit and bullied, I felt like I should protect you." A twinkle in his eyes made me laugh lightly knowing that he was probably found it funny that he wanted to protect a street fighter.
"I love your independency and your stubbornness when it comes to what you believe is right; your protective nature over someone who's weaker than you; your love for ice cream; your sarcasm, your wit, and so much more." He said.
I could feel my conscience swooning and I was tempted to let myself drop to the ground from how weak my knees felt under me.
"You're so incredibly amazing that you managed to make me fall in love with you all over again; not once, but twice."
"And tonight, I want to make sure that I have the rest of my life to make you as happy as you make me; to make you fall in love with me as hard as I've fallen for you."
An inaudible gasp rolled out of me. I caught myself before I could stumble and land on my butt when Adam let go of me and went down on one knee.
Holy. Shit.
Adam took out a small black velvet box and opened it to reveal a beautiful diamond ring.
Oh my Lord.
"Cassandra Johnson, you've made my life one hell of a roller coaster ride ever since I first met you and I absolutely love it. So, Case, will you make me the happiest man alive by being my wife?"
I nodded so fast that everything became blurry; but that might have been the unshed tears gathering in my eyes.
I let Adam slip the ring onto my finger before launching myself into his arms. I let him hold me upright because only God knew how weak my legs felt at that moment.
"Took you long enough," I whispered into his neck as I sniffled.
Adam's chuckle caused his chest to slightly vibrate. The sound of it warmed me all over as I kept my tight hold around him.
He pulled away, still keeping a hold on me before leaning down to let our lips collide. I buried my hands in his hair as we continued to kiss. I could taste my tears as I tried to show him how much I love him through the kiss.
We finally parted to catch our breath and I savored the numb tingling feeling on my lips. I laid my forehead against his and closed my eyes. This man would be the death of me.
"I love you, Case."
I opened my eyes, instantly getting lost in his dark green orbs that has never failed to suck me in.
"I love you too."
