Summer Thorne's sudden kiss interrupted Timothy York's thoughts yet again.
The kiss instantly drove all the chaotic thoughts from his mind. His heart and eyes filled with her, and only her. All that remained was the woman before him and the question she had asked—
"So from now on, I want you to really think about it. Can you do that?"
It was true. Even though he had abruptly brought up the topic of marriage that morning, it had just been a fleeting impulse. He hadn't given it much thought before or after.
Her answer that morning had put a perfect stop to the conversation, leaving him no room to consider it further.
But now, she was suddenly bringing it up again herself.
"Why?" Timothy York looked down at her and asked.
Summer Thorne's eyes narrowed slightly. "Why what?"
"Why did you suddenly change your mind?" Timothy York asked.
