I rolled to face her, pausing to kiss her slow and deep. "I have a whole year to think of something really spectacular."
Framing my face in her hands, Scarlett shook her head. "You're all the spectacular I need. And I was thinking—" She wiggled closer, her lips at my ear, and whispered something about handcuffs and chocolate and champagne. That was all I needed.
I wasn't sure I could top a wedding, but I planned to blow Scarlett's mind every way I could imagine, as often as I could, for the rest of our lives.