He Called It a “Compromise”—Until My Cats Exposed His True Heart

her cheek against my wrist.

The simple trust of that gesture broke something in me.

“You’re not asking for marriage,” I said quietly. “You’re asking for a test.”

Mark blinked. “What?”

“You want to see if I’ll do it,” I said, my voice steadier now. “You want to see if I’ll prove I love you by doing something that makes me feel sick.”

“That’s ridiculous,” continue reading …