Ethan chuckled. It hasn’t escaped my attention, Sentinel, that you cringe every time I mention our future. I don’t cringe. I only cringe when you pretend-propose. He had a penchant for going down on bended knee—and straightening a hem or helping me with a shoe. Nobody finds that amusing. I find it excessively amusing. You do realize, don’t you, that the proposal won’t always be fake?