Chapter 137

(Annabell POV)

Silence.

Awkward, hear-a-pin-drop silence.

My gaze hasn’t left Dean’s since we spoke those mind boggling words.

Despite the severity of those words, I don’t regret voicing them. I don’t take them back.

They’re out there now- we both uttered them. We both want the same thing, so why the hell is this so damn uncomfortable?

Grow a pair Nannie!

Open your mouth and talk!

“Dean-“I whisper.

“Shhh… I know it wasn’t romantic… how either of us had ever planned a proposal. Please let me try again? Would you do that?” Dean clasps my hands in his, holding them tightly, as if praying.

I nod shyly, with a smile playing on my lips.

Taking a deep shaky breath, he lets go of my hands and gently lowers himself. I attempt to protest, to stop him from causing unneeded pain from his injuries but he just shakes his head at me, continuing with his descent.

Kneeling down on one bruised knee, exposed by his hosp