I realized about a heartbeat too late though she was going down from her enthusiasm on skates. I couldn’t have stopped her fall anyway since I was on one knee. She screamed and I shifted so that she would land on me instead of the ice. Her elbow went straight into my gut.
“You meant to do that,” I told her. “Right?”
Savannah laughed breathlessly. “Exactly.”
We kissed, and I breathed in the crisp cold air and what it felt like to be in love with Savannah and about to be her husband.
“Did she say yes?” a loud voice called from the side of the rink.
It was Steve, looking begrudgingly happy for us.
“Yes. She said yes.”
Our families standing together erupted into cheers and applause.
“Was this Jana’s idea?” Savannah laughed, when we saw her suddenly jump out from behind a couple.
Jana was jumping up and down and cheering. I’d had to let her be a part of the proposal given how invested she’d been from day one in our relationship.
“No. This was all me. And for the record, the fire escape was all me too.”
She threw her arms around me. We were surrounded by tons of people and yet it felt like no one else existed but the two of us.
“That’s because you’re Mr. Romance.”
“Don’t ever call me that again,” I said wryly.
“Maddy?” she teased.
“Stop.”
“Number five?”
Now she was really enjoying herself. “You’re getting colder.”
“Prince Charming?”
I grimaced. “Anything but that.”
Savannah gave me a smile and a kiss. “I think I’ll just call you mine. Now get me off this ice.”