Joel smiled and kissed her gently. ‘I love Sam and I’ll be the best daddy I can possibly be to him—if he’ll have me. I suppose I ought to propose to him, too, as I’m marrying both of you.’
‘I don’t think there’s any doubt he’ll say yes,’ Lucy said, and his eyes searched hers.
‘And what about you, Lucy? You haven’t answered me yet.’ He touched her cheek. ‘Are you saying yes?’
She stared down at the box in her hand and opened it cautiously, gasping when she saw the stunning diamond ring nestling in the centre.
‘Oh, Joel. It’s beautiful…’
‘And so are you.’ He took the ring out of the box and slipped it onto her finger. ‘And I’m still waiting for an answer. Are you going to marry me?’
‘I certainly am, Dr Whittaker.’ She stood on tiptoe and kissed him gently, her eyes full of love. ‘I certainly am.’