“That’s why I’m seriously considering resigning, Bea,” Aaron reiterated as I witnessed for the first time his hardened demeanor. I was still busy trying to catch my breath from hearing him say my full name again. The first time I’d heard him say it back at the party New Year’s Eve had left me breathless.
My name had never sounded so good.
“Having her move in already might buy you more time, you know,” Bea said, taking a sip of her coffee with a disapproving glare. “A proposal with no date in sight is only going to hold her interest for so long, Aaron, and I can’t say I blame her. She’s been waiting on you for years. First while you made it into the academy then as you worked your way up and now—”