Hannah Bernard - The Honeymoon Proposal

Joanna stared at him, almost unable to believe he was really suggesting this. The idea was preposterous. It was out of the question.

She was still working on getting over Matt. Marrying him wouldn’t help the healing process.

Yet, it was the easiest way out of this mess. Her grandmother would be happy, and there wasn’t anything lost, was there? It was just one ceremony, some pretending. It wasn’t as if this would be a real marriage.

Matt tilted the half-empty mug and pushed it back and forth on the table, his dark eyes weary. “Well? Shall we do it?”

He sounded as if he had just offered to have his head cut off. He wasn’t any happier about this than she was, but that was beside the point. He was willing to make this sacrifice for Esther. Of course she was too.

Without realizing, her mind had been made up. She nodded. “Okay. I’ll do it.”

Matt nodded, his expression grim now. She stood up and occupied herself with making a fresh pot of coffee. Matt poured the remains of the old coffee into his mug, and she remembered how he didn’t really mind—didn’t really notice—whether coffee was scalding hot or tepid.

More memories from the compost heap. She didn’t want to remember him and his coffee, or how he smiled when seeing her after a long separation, or how he kissed her absently when thinking about something else. Or the wrinkle that appeared between his eyes when he was talking on the phone, or the way he didn’t get around to getting his hair cut until three weeks after it was beginning to irritate him.

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