I chuckled. “Christmas Eve, while making love to her.”
Grace scrunched up her nose. “Ew, but also sweet and romantic. Do Mom and Dad know?”
I shook my head. “Josh and Heather do. I asked for Libby’s hand.” Grace placed her hand over her heart. “Man oh man, did Mom and Dad do right with you.”
I gave her a gentle push on the shoulder. “Help me, Grace. There are so many
. They are different sizes, shapes, colors. I have no clue.”
Turning around and looking down Grace sighed. “Well, first off, Libby is a simple girl so you want to keep the ring fairly simple. Do you want to go with a diamond or something different?”
“Different like how?”
“Like what Gunner did with Ellie. Ellie’s engagement ring is a sapphire. You don’t have to do a diamond.”
Smiling an idea occurred to me. “The yellow diamond.”
Grace pinched her eyebrows together. “Yellow diamond?”
I grabbed her hand and led her over to the other side where I saw the ring that immediately caught my eye when I first walked in. I had thought of Libby right away. The pale-yellow color reminded me of her. Libby’s smile was like the sun’s rays—bright and radiant. My ray of sunshine. It was her light that saved me in the first place.
Walking to the counter, I pointed to the light pale-yellow diamond. Grace brought her hand up to her mouth and drew in a gasp.
The saleswoman approached. “I had a feeling you’d be back to this diamond. I saw your eyes light up when you first saw it.” I glanced to her and smiled.
Grace dropped her hand and sighed, “It’s breathtakingly beautiful.” Turning to me she smiled. “This is so Libby, Luke.”
Nodding my head, I agreed. “I know. It reminds me of the sunlight, which reminds me of, Lib.”
The saleswoman smiled and began telling us about the ring. She took it out and set it on a black velvet board. The contrast made it more beautiful.
“This diamond is a cushion cut yellow diamond. It is just over one carat in size. The two side diamonds are oval diamonds. They are approximately half a carat each. They are all set in a platinum band.”
Grace picked up the ring and slipped it onto her finger. Smiling Grace looked up at me as she handed the ring to me. “Luke, it’s perfect. You didn’t need me after all.”
Chuckling, I said, “I would have never have come back to this ring if you hadn’t said something, Grace.”
I watched as tears began to fill Grace’s eyes. I frowned. “Grace, what’s wrong?”
Shaking her head, she laughed. “Nothing, it’s just that I’m so happy for you and Libby. I’m glad y’all finally got your shit together.” I leaned over and kissed my sister on the cheek. If only I believed that was why she had tears in her eyes.
Taking another good look at the ring, I knew it was the one. Handing it back to the saleswoman, I said, “I’ll take it.”
Her eyes widening in surprise as she asked, “Don’t you even want to know how much it is?”
“No matter how much it is, Libby is worth every single penny. This ring is perfect for her, I don’t care how much it costs.”
She checked the sales tag and peeked up at me. “This ring is fourteen thousand dollars.”
“Holy sheets,” Grace said. I pulled out my wallet and handed her my American Express card.
Grace bumped my shoulder and smiled. “Had I known you were rich, I’d have hit you up for that Coach purse I wanted for Christmas.”
The sales lady walked back over to us and handed me my card. “Grace, can I ask you something?”
“I don’t know, can you?”
Rolling my eyes, I sighed. “I hate when you do that. May I ask you something?”