“You’ve just made me the fucking happiest man alive,” I whisper against her lips. “I love you so much.”
She swiftly wipes under her eyes and whispers back against my lips, “I love you, too. I can’t believe we’re engaged!”
“Oh, wait.” I pull away briefly, grabbing the muffin from her hand and pulling the ring out. “We have to make it official,” I say with a grin. I brush the excess muffin off the band and grab her hand to slide it on her ring finger.
“Wrong hand,” she whispers.
“Huh?”
She quickly swaps her hands out and places the left one in my palm. Viola and Kayla chuckle softly behind us and I play it off as I totally did that on purpose. I watch as she smiles and I slide the ring onto her beautiful ring finger. I hold her hand in mine and place a kiss against her knuckles. I flash a wink at her before holding our arms up in the air and turning us around to face everyone watching.
“She said yes!” I scream and everyone erupts into applause and cheers. “The future Mrs. Fisher.” I wrap my arms back around her and kiss the hell out of her. “I love you, sweetheart. More than I ever thought was possible.”
COURTNEY
This past week has been a complete dream come true. I hadn’t expected Drew to propose—at least, not yet. I had always hoped, of course, that one day we’d be on the path to getting married, but he took me by complete surprise. I couldn’t be happier.
After everything that’s happened in the last year, I’m still not sure I’ll ever recover from the events that led up to Mia’s death and Jayden behind bars. She was so threatened by me and our relationship that she went as far as drugging and kidnapping me—twice. I won’t lie and say it didn’t affect me emotionally, but having Drew by my side for those dark days and nights made getting through the nightmares much easier.
Having Drew on day shift has been such a blessing. He rotates weekends, but on his off weekends, we always make plans—cookouts, visiting friends or family, working on the house, decorating and re-decorating the house, spending the afternoons at the dog park, or just lounging on our patio and reading. I don’t think I could ask for anything more right now.
This weekend is his work rotation, so Kayla, Viola, and I are all getting pedicures and manicures. Viola looks like she’s ten months pregnant, but I couldn’t be more excited for another little one joining their family.
“I can’t even see my feet anymore,” Viola whines as we sit in the massage chairs. “I look like I’m having twins this time around. I can barely fit into my fat pants.”
Kayla and I chuckle, but clamp our mouths shut as soon as Viola gives us her death stare.
“Well, maybe you are having twins,” I suggest with a grin. “Perhaps one baby was hiding behind the other.”
“Not possible,” she insists. “Do you know how rare that’d be to find out you’re having twins halfway through your pregnancy?”
I shoot her a look. “Says the girl who got pregnant after having her tubes tied.”
“Okay, valid point. If two babies come out of me, I’m giving one to you,” she says dramatically.
“Deal.” I smirk.
“She’s allowed to sling babies like drugs, but I get shit for doing it with dogs?” Kayla chimes in.
I snort. “To be fair, I now have two dogs, thanks to you.”
She smiles proudly. “You’re welcome.”
“I still can’t believe you’re engaged to my brother,” Viola says, taking my left hand in hers. “He picked out a nice one, too!”
“It’s gorgeous,” Kayla adds. “Now if only he could nudge that friend of his, the three of us would be all set.”
“At this point, I’m starting to think Logan doesn’t swing that way,” Viola states matter-of-factly. “You just might not be his type.”
“Then why not just say that? Why keep this weird thing going between us? I mean, he texts me sometimes and we hang out when all of us are together and it’s not awkward at all. He’s making me believe there’s a chance, yet at the same time, he pushes me away anytime I text too much or we end up at the same place.” She leans back in her chair and sighs. “Men are so confusing.”
“So, I take it you’re really broken up about you and Tyler not working out?” Viola teases.
“No, I mean, yeah, it sucked it didn’t work out, but I should’ve guessed it wouldn’t. Not when I’m still hung up on Logan, which doesn’t make any fucking sense considering there’s never been anything to stay hung up on.”
“So, who ended it?” Viola asks.
“Technically I did, but he’d been pretty distant before that, so I think he was thinking it, too.”
“So, why didn’t it work out again?” I ask since the last time I saw them together, they seemed pretty handsy.