“What if,” Angus said, opening the fridge, “I make my famous Vegemite and chocolate truffles to take to Christmas lunch today?”
“Vegemite and chocolate?” She gaped at his back. “Please tell me you’re kid…”
She trailed off as he turned around to face her. Stared at him. Stared at what he’d taken from the fridge. What he now held in his left hand.
A small blue box, the color of a robin’s egg. The famous Tiffany and Co. blue.Pantone 1837, her graphic-artist’s brain whispered, even as her heart slammed into her throat. Not at the color of the box, but the distinct size and shape.
Angus looked at her, and—with the fridge door still open behind him—slowly lowered himself to one knee.
Dio…
“I’m not kidding,” he said, gazing up at her, “about my famous Vegemite and chocolate truffles.Orabout this.”
He opened the small box.
Inside, nestled on a black velvet pillow, sat a simple, elegant, and ridiculously stunning square-cut diamond solitaire.
Swallowing, she stared at it. Lifted her stare to him.
“Will you reallyreallybecome my fiancée, Elisa De Luca?” A smile played with the corners of his mouth. “Willyou marry me?”
“Yes,” she whispered. “Yes, yes, yes.”
He stood, closed the distance between them and removed the ring from the box, ready to slip it onto her finger.
She pulled her hand away a little, curling her fingers loosely. “On one condition,” she said, trying not to grin.
A soft frown dipped his eyebrows. “Which is?”
She grinned. “We don’t invite Nora Young to the wedding.”
He laughed. “Deal.”
Angus’s Chilli Prawn Larb Lettuce Cups
INGREDIENTS
• 1 1/2 cups (300g) long-grain rice
• 1/3 cup (110g) chilli jam
• 1 tbs sambal oelek (Indonesian chilli paste)
• 1/4 cup (60ml) olive oil
• 1/3 cup (100g) green curry paste
• 1 tbs fish sauce
• 1kg large green prawns, peeled, deveined, chopped
• 150g snake or thin green beans, thinly sliced on the diagonal
• 1 red onion, thinly sliced
• Juice of 1 lime, plus wedges to serve
• Cos lettuce leaves,