She smiles as she leans over, and she laughs when she finds the small zipper. Her face concentrates as though something has distracted her.
“What’s wrong?”
“There’s something in his pocket. They must have-” Her words stop as she stares down, and I smile as I walk over to inspect what has given her such speechless pause.
“It’s a ring,” she gushes. “They left a ring in his-”
She stops as I kneel down in front of her, doing my best not to show my nerves, and her mouth pops open as she stares at me in shock.
***
/> Ashiara
Is he really getting down on one knee right now? Is he really kneeling in front of me, pulling this ring from my palm, and holding over my ring finger?
“Ashiara Branderwood, you’re the first and only girl there has ever been for me. There’s nothing, and I mean nothing, I wouldn’t do for you. You’re the only person in my life I’ve ever said I love you to, and you’re the person I want to say it to for the rest of my life. Will you marry me?”
I choke on the air entering my lungs when I finally quit holding my breath. Tears break free from my wavering lids as I nod over and over before finally coughing out, “Yes.”
He smiles as he pushes the ring over my finger to show me he’s done his homework. It’s a perfect fit—just like us.
I dive into his arms, knocking both of us to the floor, and he laughs as my lips close over his.
“Damn, I’m so glad you said yes. After having to talk you into dating me, I worried this was going to be an epic battle.”
I laugh and cry at the same time, and he kisses me harder. I stare at the ring, in disbelief, and he scoops me up while standing to his feet.
It’s gorgeous. I swear he got inside my brain and found the ring of my dreams. It’s so perfect.
“I can’t believe you’re this romantic,” I giggle, and he laughs a little while sitting on the chair and pulling me in his lap.
“I have my moments. Don’t think I’ve gone too mushy though. You haven’t read the inscription yet.”
His brow arches with playful mischief, and I snicker excitedly while pulling the ring back off and turning it sideways to read it. Only he could find a way to make an elegant ring suddenly so scandalous, but I laugh when I see his promise in writing.
Tagged.
My laughter barrels out louder and he joins me in my chuckles while giving me a shrug.
“Yes I am,” I say through my laughter.
“I’m glad you are,” he murmurs sincerely, all humor gone as he stares into my eyes.
Then his lips find mine again to offer me a kiss so divinely sweet I almost get dizzy.
“Let’s go home and show the others,” he mutters against my lips.
I smile and stand, and the security guards reappear from their hiding spots to escort us out.
“Russell,” Tag says to one of them, “Will you make sure to lock up here?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Tag picks up Trip, and then he takes my hand in his before pulling it to his soft lips and placing a kiss on it.
“I’ve got a present for you,” he says with an irresistibly sexy grin.
“Oh really?” I seduce, and his eyes become alight with excitement.