“Are you getting married?” Carrie’s voice startles me, and Allie tenses against me as we both turn to see her and Angel staring over the backs of their chairs at us.
I just got Allie to agree to move in a couple of weeks ago. I don’t want to send her running with an early proposal. Which is why the ring I bought three days ago is hiding at Tag’s house for safekeeping.
“We’re just… together right now,” Allie says uneasily, and I bite back a grin at the deep blush on her face.
Angel beams at us, but then a frown mars her beautiful face.
“So you’re boyfriend and girlfriend all the time?” Angel asks curiously.
“Yes. We discussed this,” Allie says.
“And you’re only dating each other?” Angel continues.
“Yes,” Allie and I say in unison.
Angel smiles again. Her next words leave everyone in an uproar, and I swear it proves my life is finally perfect. My laughter breaks free, and so does everyone else’s—including Bella’s—but Allie turns crimson when Angel adds, “I guess that means you broke up with your secret boyfriend—Bob.”
Fucking perfect.
THE END