Alicia

"Will you marry me?"

Ash"s soulful brown eyes stare up at me beseechingly. The way he's gazing at me makes me feel he's waiting, with bated breath, ready to hang on to my every word. It's as if my acceptance will save his life, and if I dare refuse, it will crumble right before my very eyes. This is the same Ash who has been blowing hot and cold toward me.

Actually . . . more cold than hot, to be honest.

I take a step back and let out a nervous giggle in the process. I don't know what to think. Is this a prank? I lick my...