Falling For The Bad Boy Captain
I reached out, my fingers brushing against hers as I pulled her closer into my space.
"Regardless," I said, every word deliberate, and laced with absolute certainty, "I want you. I want you to be my girlfriend."
Leah averted her gaze, looking down at the grass between our boots as if trying to shield herself from the weight of what I was asking.
I reached up, wrapping my fingers gently around her chin, and tilted her face back up until her eyes were forced to lock directly onto mine once more.
"Leah..." I mumbled softly, my thumb softly tracing the line of her cheekbone. "Will you be my girlfriend? We can keep it a secret between us."