“That I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you.”
“That soon?”
His thumb traced over my bottom lip. “That soon,” he confirmed. “I love you.”
Catching his hand, I linked our fingers together. “I love you too.”
“Lexa—”
But I covered his mouth with my hand before he could even start.
“Yes,” I breathed, fresh tears filling my eyes because I knew what he was about to ask. Had known it was coming. I didn’t mean to steal his thunder, but I didn’t need him to speak the words to know he was going to propose. “Yes, Ben.”
He swallowed hard and pulled me up, kissing the breath out of me, while behind us, the rest of my family was still celebrating Mom’s amazing news.
“You mean it?” he demanded when he finally lifted his mouth barely half an inch.
“I’d marry you tomorrow if that’s what you want,” I promised, my laugh a little shaky from my continued happy tears. “I love you. I want to be your wife.”
He kissed me again, quicker this time, before glancing in my mom’s direction. “Maybe give her a little time to take this all in before we start planning the wedding. So, like, two weeks?”
Laughing happily, I hugged his waist. “Deal.”