Summer Love at the Beach (Summer Instalove)

His deep chuckle rumbled through the room, then he turned serious again.

“Sweetie, if I took you out to a restaurant for dinner, and while we were there, I left the

table for a moment, and returned by doing a huge stunt fall down the stairs, landing at your feet…would you freak out?”

“Absolutely.” Shaking my head, I tucked into his shoulder tighter. “I would be screaming and

in tears before I remembered that you were a stunt guy and knew how to fall.”

“That’s what I thought. And if you were standing on the beach, and I was driving a jet ski

that headed straight for you, hit the shore, and I leapt off it with an explosion, flipping

through the air and tumbling to your feet, would that freak you out?”

“I would be shaking for days,” I said quickly. “Why are you asking me these crazy things?”

Mitch kissed me gently, then sat me in the large easy chair, holding my hands as he knelt in

front of me. “I kept thinking of all sorts of crazy, extravagant ways I could end up on my

knees in front of you, but I didn’t want to frighten you, or cause any kind of public

spectacle.”

He stared down at where his large hands held mine, taking a breath. As his eyes met mine,

I had to choke back tears as I realized what he meant.

“Becca, I love you. My only goals in life involve making you happy, and making our home

everything you need. I want to be your man forever. Will you marry me?”

I was already nodding, my hair falling into my face, as he reached into his pocket to pull out a little black velvet box. “Yes,” I managed to whisper.

“I haven’t even opened the box yet,” he smiled “We need visual proof of big events, don’t

we?”

Flipping open the box, my eyes darted back and forth between his brilliant smile and the

unbelievable brilliant cut diamond. To each side was a small light blu

e sapphire.

My hand flew to my throat as I squealed, “Did you add the blue to remind me of the

beach?”

“More than that,” he grinned. “Look on the inside.”

My hands were shaking as I picked up the ring and looked inside the band. There was a

wavy line engraved, capturing a row of little speckled stones that were almost too small to

see.

“I gave the jeweler a cup of sand from the exact spot you were standing when I met you,”