“Marry me.”“Excuse me?” Gemma gazed at him like he had just made the biggest joke of the year, then giggled.“I'll be off then, Mr. Fegurson, since you really don't have any request to ask.”Derek gazed at the woman before him, wondering what she was giggling about when he meant every single word he just uttered.“Do I look like I’m joking?” He asked, not letting go of her arm. Gemma paused for a moment, looking at him. “This man doesn't seem to be joking," she muttered “Well, I'm thankful for how you played along in there, but that doesn't mean I will marry you just because I agreed to grant you one request…”“You did agree to grant me a request and this is it,” he cut her off.“People meet, fall in love, and date before they get married, Mr. Fegurson. I don't even know anything about you.”“Yeah, you met, fell in love, and dated the guy you just turned down at the altar too, right?” Derek asked, his intelligent orbs stared at the woman before him.“I…I…don't even know past your
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