Chapter Fifty Six

A hundred and five is the number that comes to my head

When I think of all the years I wanna be with you

Wake up every morning with you in my bed

That's precisely what I plan to do

I'll say, will you marry me?

I swear that I will mean it

I'll say, will you marry me?

Singing, uh-oh-oh, uh-oh-oh

Uh-oh-oh, oh-yeah

--Jason Derulo

Will you marry me?

Lindsey's POV

The office was as long as it was boring and I had missed home already.

Woah…home…

The fact that Ethan's place had slowly turned into my home did not quite sight right with me.

It hasn't even been up to four days and here I was…

I cast the thought to the recesses of my mental drawer and decided not to think about it again.

Today Nathan had handed all of his work over to me and now I am officially Ethan's personal assistant slash secretary (I guess the position had been sandwiched together).&nb