He licked his lips and tugged me closer. “We have the whole house to ourselves, we don’t have to hang on a second anymore.”
I laughed. “I have a question to ask you.”
“Anything.” He brushed my nose with his.
I moved to the side and turned him toward the changing table.
He grinned down at me. “I love it. Are we setting it up for the Instagram page or something?”
I laughed. “Look closer.”
He looked down and his hand went to the onesie. “Kinleigh.” His voice was hoarse.
“It could be cute for the Instagram page too, with the—”
August swung me up into his arms. “Yes. Yes, I will marry Ladybug’s mama.” He let me down and pressed his forehead to mine. “You beat me to it.”
I framed his face and thumbed away the tear that escaped down his cheek. “I love you so much, August Beck.”
He shoved his hand into his pants pocket and pulled out a box. “I’ve had this for about two months.”
My eyes filled. “Two months?”
“Took a bit to get it made. My girl’s not exactly traditional.” He went down on one knee. “Not exactly how I meant to do this, but then again, we make our own timetable, don’t we?”
I pressed my fingers to his chest. “We sure do.”
He flipped the box open. “Marry me, Kinleigh Scott.”
Laughing, I simply let my tears flow. There was a simple diamond set with two tiny gold ladybugs on either side. “Yes.”
He stood and our hands were both shaking as he slid the ring on. “I love you, Kin.” He gathered me in and I held him tight.
I never believed it would be possible to be this happy. But I was about to do my best to make sure this was just the beginning.
Our beginning.