10
Savannah
I can’t stop staring at my ring. I show it off to Emerson and Jo at Gin Joint as we enjoy bubbly and gal time a few nights after I said yes. “It’s the size of a baseball,” Emerson coos as I do the hand flip.
“No, it’s dinosaur-egg size,” Jo offers.
I beam. “It’s the world’s most amazing ring. It gets bigger and better every time I look at it.”
Emerson squeezes my shoulder. “That’s because you love him more and more each day.”
I go all soft inside. My heart is mushy, and it’s wonderful. “I do. I really do.”
Emerson arches a brow, looking lovingly smug. “So,” Emerson begins, “this is where you admit it.”
“Admit what?” I ask, curiously.
Jo laughs. “Oh, that’s funny. Like you don’t know.”
“Don’t know what?” I press.
Emerson rolls her eyes. “It totally happened like a romance novel with Gavin. Where fake dates lead to more.”
“And where true love wins the day,” Jo adds.
Busted. What can I say? They were right. I square my shoulders. “You told me so.”
They both clap and cheer. But it’s my turn to stare pointedly at Emerson. “And what about you and the crush you have on your best friend?”
She sighs, a little sadly. “He’s gorgeous and funny and totally off-limits.”
I laugh knowingly, then lift a glass of champagne to toast. “To the undateable men in our lives.”
We all clink glasses.
My undateable man is becoming my husband. I can’t wait to hear what happens with her undateable guy.