I rolled my eyes. “Okay then,Imakeyoucrazy.”
“Bullshit. You’re fun.”
“How so?” I challenged.
His mouth twitched. “I thought bein’ with you was gift enough, but then along came twelve other personalities and it’s like fuckin’ Christmas every day.”
I slapped his chest, feigning shock, even though I was trying my best not to laugh. “You. Are. A. Dick.”
“Oh, I’m aware.” He gave my butt a smack. “ButI’myourdick, and you love me.”
I slid my arm over his stomach and kissed his throat. “You’re right, goddamn it.”
“So, I’ll ask again… do you want the ring now, or do you want a big proposal?”
“You don’t really have a ring.”
“I sure do.”
I met his eyes. “You’re actually serious.”
“Yeah, baby, deadly.”
I sighed. “Can I think about it?”
“Yep.”
After a few seconds, I asked, “Can I see the ring?”
“Nope.”
I gasped. “What? Why?”
“Because I need some form of an answer before you do, Moonbeam, that’s the deal. Either you want a big proposal, or you just say yes right now.”
I settled my chin on his chest. “What if I say no?”
“Then you definitely don’t get to see the ring.”
“That’s blackmail.”
“Is that what we’re calling blackmail these days?”
I scrunched up my nose in frustration. “What if you show me the ring and then I’ll decide?”
“So, what I’m hearing is if you deem the ring to be satisfactory, then you’ll accept my proposal?” He raised an eyebrow. “Isn’t that therealblackmail?”
“I just need to make sure you didn’t spend a year’s worth of mortgage on a diamond mined by people who died for it.”
“Well, shit,” he hissed. “I’m gonna need to returnit, then. Wedding’s off.”
“You didn’t,” I admonished.
“Of course I fuckin’ didn’t. Who the fuck do you think you’re talkin’ to?”
“Don’t growl at me,” I snapped. “I just don’t want you to waste your money.”
He sighed. “Come on.”