Chapter 138: Will You Be My Wife?
They finally decided to take a short nap on the ship before sunrise. When Charlotte stepped into the cabin, she couldn’t stop the little gasp that escaped her lips.
"Oh my god, Damon! This room looks more like a hotel suite than a cabin on a ship!" she exclaimed, her voice full of excitement.
Damon only chuckled, watching with amusement as Charlotte wandered around, checking every corner of their cabin like a curious child.
The cabin truly did look like a luxury hotel room. There was a cozy living area with a couch, table, and TV, along with a separate bedroom.
When Charlotte pushed the bedroom door open, her eyes widened in awe. A wide window stretched across the wall, opening to the endless sea. Right now, it was just darkness, but she knew the moment the sun came up, it would turn into a view she’d never forget.
"Don’t go out to the balcony just yet," Damon said gently before she could reach for the door. "The wind will be too strong, and you might get cold."
He took Charlotte’s hand and led her to the bed. "Come on, let’s sleep for a while. We’ll wake up before the sun rises."
Charlotte didn’t argue. She quickly slipped off her shoes and jacket, then climbed onto the bed, nestling into Damon’s arms as if that spot had always belonged to her.
"Do you like the room?" Damon asked in a low voice as he rubbed her back in slow, comforting circles. His eyes softened when he looked at her, and he leaned down to press a tender kiss to her forehead.
"I love it." Charlotte’s smile was as sweet as her voice. She tipped her head up and brushed her lips against his twice. "But more than the room, I love you, Damon."