Jane felt as though the marble floor was crumbling beneath her feet. If she hadn't been sitting, she would have sworn she was plummeting into the depths of hell.
Of all the things Vernon could have asked of her tonight, she never once imagined that he would ask her to marry him.
"Why... why would you want t-to do th-that... all of a sud-den?"
Vernon shrugged, his expression unshaken by her stunned curiosity.
"You don't need to know all the details. All I'll say is that I need to get married as soon as possible—so all the old investors who've tied their money up in my company stop hounding me about marrying their useless, lazy, money-sucking daughters. And..."
He paused, his lips pressing together as if regretting what he had started to say. His intense gaze never wavered from Jane's blank expression, as he seemed to debate whether or not to continue. The silence stretched, thick and uncomfortable, pulling them both into a taut stillness.