Page 124 of Broken

Tucker frowned, his head falling back against the seat as his fingers went back to playing with my hair. “I can’t believe I didn’t know this.”

I smiled, reaching up to trace along his strong jaw and the several days’ worth of stubble. Just reveling in being able to touch him again. “It’s okay. I’m used to it.”

“Do you like Isabel better, then?”

“I do. But don’t worry about it. I only brought it up because you asked for a secret. Now, will you tell me one?”

He hesitated for a moment, and my brow furrowed. “Sorry, just debating on which one. There’s two.”

“Oh, yeah?” I perked up. “Well, now I need to hear both.”

He smirked before looking solemn. “Zoey Faye.”

“What?”

“Our daughter. I had to give her a name. For the death certificate. I chose Zoey because it means life. Something sheshouldhave had. And Faye was for you.”

My eyes closed, and I shook my head, letting him know I needed a minute as emotions flooded my chest. It was just too perfect. I didn’t even have words.

“Thank you,” I whispered when I could talk. “I love it.”

He released a breath of relief. “Good. Because, I mean, we’re stuck with it either way,” he teased, trying to lighten the mood, and I smiled.

“True. Good thing you picked well. Now, how about that other one?”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah…we’re talking fair here, whiskey. You don’t get to bring up a secret and not spill.”

“If you insist.” He grinned, reaching out to open his glove compartment, and my jaw dropped when a little black box rolled out. He opened it, a large diamond sparkling in the moonlight. “Will you marry me?”