My shoulders fall in complete shock as his lips tip up. Of course, my mom and Aunt Elli are gushing, while Shelli acts like she is gagging.
“Gawd, the love in here is making me sick.”
Chandler puts my stuff on a table and starts across the floor as I hand my mom my glass. I meet him halfway as I hear the start of “Say You Won’t Let Go.” He takes me in his arms, his hands slipping into the open back of my dress as he holds me close. He drops his forehead to mine as our noses rub against each other.
“I guess this is our song,” I whisper against his lips, and he smiles.
“It’s a good song.”
“It is,” I say, sliding my hands down his chest and folding them behind his back. “How long are we gonna last here?”
He scoffs. “I’m thinking maybe just through this song.”
“I love the way you think, Moon.”
“Well, Justice, with how freaking hot you are in that dress, I have no choice but to take it right off you.”
We grin at each other as my heart swells in my chest. “Good thing I want the same thing.”
“Panties?”
I give him a dry look. “Duh…can’t wear them with this dress.”
“So, nothing?”
“Nothing,” I whisper slowly against his lips, and I feel him go completely hard.
“I think you killed me.”
I snicker. “You’re fine.”
“I’m anything but fine with you around.”
I feel people watching us, but I don’t care. Not when I’m in his beautiful topaz gaze. I move my hands up to his face and stroke a thumb along his beard. “I want to tell you something.”
His eyes burn into mine. “Okay?”
“I’m gonna blame my sentimental thoughts on the fact that we’re at a wedding.”
“I think it’s safe to say those thoughts can happen with this wedding. It’s really nice.”
“Right?” I ask as my thumb glides along his lips. “But I was thinking, and with everything that has happened on this trip, I’ve come to realize something.”
He leans his nose into mine. “What’s that?”
My heart is in my throat as I gaze into his eyes. “I was trying so hard to find myself, and along the way, I found you. At first, that made me nervous. But now, I know you make me better, Chandler. I hope you realize that.”
His eyes soften as he holds me closer. I love when he does that. I feel like he’s trying to mold our bodies together into one. “You make me better too. I love you, Amelia.”
My lips curve. “I love you.”
He captures my mouth with his. Our kiss is deep and meaningful as we sway to the music. I move my hands down his chest and then into his jacket for warmth. On the way, though, I feel something hard in his jacket pocket. I quirk my brow. “What’s that?”
He pauses. “What?”
I knock my knuckles on the hard object. I’m guessing it must be his phone. “That.”
“Oh,” he says softly, and a flush fills his cheeks. “That’s your ring.”
I raise my eyebrow. “My what?”
“Your engagement ring.”
I blink as he stares deep into my eyes. “I thought it was your phone.”
He grins. “No, that’s in my back pocket.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah.”
My heart has kicked up in speed, and my mouth goes dry as I gaze up at him. “So, what are you doing with it?”
“Well, right now, nothing.”
“Oh. Okay.”
“Because I’m scared you’ll say no.”
“What?”
“Yeah,” he says slowly. “Let’s blame the wedding for my spark of confidence. But I want you to know that when I found you, I knew there was nothing else I wanted in my life other than to make you happy.”
Emotion clogs my throat as I stay trapped in his gaze. “Really?”
“Really,” he promises as a grin pulls at his lips. “I wanted to make you smile. I wanted to make you laugh. I wanted to hear you say you love me. Now, all I want is for you to say you’ll marry me and make me the happiest man on earth.”
I bite my lip. “Really?”
He laughs. “Totally.”
Tears fill my eyes as my heart nearly blows up in my chest. “I don’t know what to say.”
“Say yes,” he says almost immediately.
“Yes,” I whisper, and his eyes light up. “But I want a long engagement. I want you to be sure you want me.”
He scoffs as he shakes his head. “Amelia, I’ve been sure about you since the moment I saw you.”
“That’s ’cause you saw the tits.”
He laughs hard as he leans into me. “No, I saw your eyes. They’re the window to the soul I love.”
“Wow, you aren’t letting up.”
He shakes his head with a confident grin. “Nope.” He moves his thumb along my bottom lip, pulling it down a bit. “Can I ask you?”
“Here?”
“Here.”
“Now?”
“Right now.”
I blink. “Are you going to get down on one knee?”
“Duh, I’m a gentleman.”
My lips curve. “Not in bed.”