The uncertainty and urgency in his eyes tugged a string in my heart. Now I understood why he was asking me this, even if he already declared he was going to change his ‘boyfriend’ status soon. He even bought this house for us. But he was still uncertain. He still had this fear that I’d leave him.

Rising on my tiptoes, I cupped his cheeks, holding his gaze. “I promise. I’ll never leave you. Never ever. No matter what happens.”

Exhaling a sigh, he pulled me into his passionate kiss. Not sweet and slow, but possessive and rough.

“I love you, my rose. I love you so fucking much.”

I smiled. “I love you too. More than anything.”

No matter what his fear was for, no matter what his past was, I would never leave him. I’ll always stand there beside him. Whatever happened in the past, I wouldn’t let it affect our present and future. And I had this belief he couldn’t do anything wrong. And even if he did, he wouldn’t do it on purpose.

Pulling away, the nameplate of the house caught my eyes.

Turquoise Heaven?

He followed my gaze.

“Your beach house has the same name, right?” I asked. “Why though? Seems like you like this name a lot.”

“Damn right. I’m in love with this name. Turquoise is my favorite color.”

I raised my brow. And I thought it was black? Since most of the time he roamed around in black or dark suits. But why turquoise?

Then realization hit me.

The color of my eyes.

Flutters erupted in my tummy at his words.

“My eyes?”

He kissed my forehead. “Yes. My turquoise eyed beauty who I’m obsessed with. The girl I love with everything in me.”

Not knowing how to react, I wrapped my arms around him, hiding my face in his chest. Emotions soared high inside me.

“I can’t live without you, you know that?”

“I know. Nor can I, baby.” He pecked my forehead again. “Now, let’s go inside. I have so much to show you.”

Once we were inside, I was surprised again. Not only because the interior was beautiful as well as the exterior, but also because the furniture set around the house was very familiar to me. In fact, I chose them.

Before we got together, he had given me some weird jobs to choose furniture from hundreds of catalogues he sent me. Even confused, I marked the ones I liked the most. I didn’t know he was planning to use those for our home.

“It’s not done! Why didn’t you tell me then?” I glared at him.

The side of his lips twitched. “If I had, would you help me?”

Not having the answer, I just rolled my eyes and walked away from him. To the bedroom we were going to share.