C30 I will marry you
Later, cuddled together in the sagging bed in the first roadside motel they found, Annie stretched and rested her head on his broad, warm chest. "I would never have pegged you as an architect, she said in a wondering voice. "That long hair of yours."
He gave her a guilty smile. "I thought it would ruin my bad-ass, biker dude image if I let on that I know how to iron a dress shirt