It was the trailer for Rebel Ink, which was due to debut in April.
The music was pounding and rapid, which quick shots of the shop, then they showed Travis doing a tattoo, then Jana and Stella snarking at each other. Samuel and Stella yelling. They’d clearly gone for the drama. Maybe I was on the cutting room floor. That kind of sucked.
But then there was a shot of me and Savannah sitting next to each other.
“Who doesn’t love a hot guy with some great tats?” she said.
Then it ended with the date it was being dropped, eight episodes available all at once to binge watch. I wasn’t exactly the star of that trailer, but I could have cared less.
“Wow, that’s so good!” she said, trying for perky. “This is exciting!”
She almost convinced me. Savannah was the world’s best cheerleader.
“That clip of me is ridiculous,” I said. “But I honestly don’t care. Filming a second season already is making it a hell of a lot easier to stay here.” I would have found a way no matter what, but having a steady job helped.
“I’m so proud of you,” she said.
I stuck my phone back in my pocket and smiled at her. “Thanks for going ice skating with me.”
It was almost Valentine’s Day. We hadn’t made it skating before Jana’s deadline but hey, at least I’d gotten her there.
“Unlike when I was a bitchy teen, I am planning to have fun.” She smiled at me. “Because you make me so very, very happy.”
“I feel the same way.”
My sister Kyle popped up between us. “Are we skating? Are we skating?”
Savannah laughed. “Yes, we are.” She put her hand on Kyle’s head and gave me an amused smile. “I’m so happy our families are here for the weekend.”
I nodded. She had no idea.
Her parents had been a little startled but actually thrilled with our relationship. I’d spent so much time with them over the years they were very confident in my character. Her mother had cried and her father had choked up when I’d asked him permission to marry Savannah.
Steve hadn’t been as thrilled, but he was getting over it. He just didn’t want details about our relationship and that was fair.
My family was ecstatic. Everyone liked Savannah and my parents didn’t think I needed to spend the next ten years screwing around. They knew that wasn’t my personality. They were over by the concession area with her parents and Sully.
I held my hand out for Savannah and we stepped into the rink as Kyle ran back to my parents.
Savannah wobbled a little and laughed but then found her footing. Then she stopped. “Wait, is that Mark? Over there?” She pointed to her right. She waved.
Shit. He and the crew were not supposed to be visible.
Mark pretended like he didn’t see her.
“We should go hi,” she said, because that was Savannah.
I held her back when she would have skated off in that direction. “Maybe in a minute. First, I want to ask you something.”
She turned back. “What?”
Something on my face must have given it away because her mouth dropped open. “Mad…”
Going down on one knee on the ice I pulled the ring box out and lifted the lid. “Savannah, I told you forever and I meant that. I know it’s soon, but I don’t see any reason to wait when we both know that we’re best friends who can trust each other. You’re my everything and I am never going to let you go. Will you be my wife?”
She nodded. “Yes! Are you kidding? Yes!” She bounced up and down in excitement.
I knew a grand gesture would get her.