Her Asian Billionaire’s Perfect Match

“Whatever it takes?” he asked her, his voice cool and detached and Leonie felt her heart sinking to the bottom of her boots. “What does that mean?”

“It means that I am here on your terms.” She told him tremulously.

“You mean marriage?” he asked her his eyebrows raised.

She nodded.

“You can’t even say it can you?” he finally moved but not to her. He pushed back his chair and moved towards the liquor cabinet to pour himself what looked like whiskey in a glass and drained it in one gulp.

“I am here! What more do you want from me?” she cried out in frustration, feeling the despair rise up inside her.

“I want you to actually say the words and mean it dammit!” He slammed down the glass on the polished wood of the table and turned to face her. He had lost weight she thought tragically and his face looked drawn and pale. He had suffered from what she had done and she knew he was not going to take her back so easily, he had suffered too much.

“I love you John,” she abandoned every inch of pride and walked over to him. He stepped back and she was determined not to let that affect her way of thinking or what she had set out to do. “For a long time, I resolved within myself that there was no way I was ever going to get married. I had seen what the breaking up of a marriage does to people, especially where children were involved. I vowed never to let that happen to me. You came into my life and I fought with everything I had not to fall in love with you but I did. I thought I could deal with loving you and maybe living with you without the benefit of marriage. When you asked me to marry you, I panicked and every unreasonable feeling I had towards the topic resurfaced and I ran because I could not deal with it.”

“What’s different now?” he still had not softened.

“The difference is I am still scared out of my wits but I prefer to be scared with you than to be scared and lonely and miserable without you.” She admitted, biting her lip to stop it from trembling. “I don’t want to be without you, it’s too hard.”

He stood there staring at her and just when she thought that her argument had not swayed him, he reached out and pulled her roughly into his arms. She sagged against him and felt the tears start until she could not control them. He held her to him as she sobbed into his white T-shirt and then with an oath he lifted her up and took her into the bedroom cradling her in his arms as he sat on one of the long curving sofas in the room. He held her gently to him, running his hand over her hair and down her back as she cried into his chest. Without saying a word he waited until she had stopped crying before he spoke. He put her away from him only to go into the bathroom to get a cold rag to wipe her face and he knelt before her as he did it, his touch gentle.

“You broke me,” he murmured, touching her cheek softly. “I never thought I could suffer so much and I swore that I never wanted to feel that way again. I went through a period where I could not function and that has never happened to me before. I was scared. I saw the future stretching before me without you in it and I wanted to die. I cannot go through that again Lee.” He had come back to sit with her and he took her hands in his. “I want marriage and that’s it Lee, I want to marry you and be with you for the rest of my life so you have to be certain because I cannot go through that again.”

She pulled her hands away and used them to frame his face. “You won’t have to,” she whispered softly. “I want to be with you and if sometimes I get scared don’t think it has anything to do with you or that I have changed my mind, never that. I will always want to be with you, it’s you and no one else for me.”

“I am glad to hear that.” He pulled her back into his arms and she rested her head on his shoulder.

“I have not been able to sleep in the bed since you left.” She murmured, closing her eyes as he stroked her back. “I slept on the sofa with the T-shirts for comfort.”

“I did the same thing.” He told her. “I have not slept in here since you left because I could not bear to be in here without you. I kept coming in here and taking out your clothes from the closet and smelling them.”

“Oh John!” she cried softly, wrapping her arms around his waist. “I am so sorry for what I did to us.”

“You can make it up to me by marrying me as quickly as possible,” he eased her away from him and looked at her.

“I would love nothing better.” She told him with a tremulous smile. “But first I want something to eat and then I want to sleep in your arms and after that I want to make love with you for the rest of the night, is that okay with you?”

“More than okay,” he told her huskily.

*****

He raided the main kitchen and they ate heated up sweet and sour pork and fried rice and then they slept in each other’s arms for two hours. It was Leonie who woke up first, her heart racing a little bit before she stirred and realized that John was right beside her. She gave a sigh of relief and lifted her head to look at him. She had not realized how long his lashes were and she watched as they made shadows on his strong jaw. He looked so peaceful and her heart skipped a beat as she realized that this strong handsome man was in love with her and wanted to marry her.