Greatest Fear

She looked at the saline channel and frowned. "How high are you right now?"

"Not enough to lie." He took her hand in his. "When I thought I was dead, I regretted only one thing."

Katherine's expression twisted into one of pain. He shook his head, squeezing her hand. "I regretted that I hadn't done enough for you. But then I realized that nothing I did would be enough. A hundred years won't be enough." He sucked in a breath. "So, I want to spend the rest of my life making it up to you. Making sure I am doing enough. So, marry me."

For a long twenty seconds, Katherine stared. Then she burst out into laughter. "You're a jerk. How can I possibly say no?"

"Do you want to say no?" he asked, wrinkling his nose in displeasure. 

"No!" Her eyes brimmed over with tears and she giggled. "We already talked about how our wedding will look. Of course, I'll marry you. I'd have it no other way."