“This is better.”
That turns her right around.
Her mouth drops open.
“Isabella Calvetti.” I look up into her beautiful blue eyes. “You were made for me.”
“Are you asking me to marry you?” she interrupts.
Her bare feet pad across the hardwood floor until she’s right in front of me.
“Let me get through this.”
“May I?” She points at my leg.
May she what? I nod because I’m curious as hell.
Draping an arm around my neck, she sets her sweet ass down on my thigh as if it’s a chair. “You go first.”
“First?” I wrap my arm around her waist to balance her weight on my leg.
“I want to propose too.”
Jesus, this woman. I love the unpredictably she’s brought into my life. “Why don’t you go first?”
“You’re sure?” she asks with a smile.
I press a kiss to her mouth. “Go for it, beautiful.”
Her fingers skim over my eyebrow. “I didn’t know that a piece of my heart was missing until I found you.”
Shit. This is going to rip me in two.
“You make me happy in ways I didn’t know existed.” Her fingertips run down my cheek. “If you marry me, I promise I’ll make you that happy too.”
“We’ll conquer the world together, my Bella. We’re a great team.”
“Our baby is going to be so badass.” She laughs.
My heart skips a beat. “When we have a baby it will be so badass.”
We agreed to start trying a month ago. We both know how quickly life can change so we’re going full throttle. We want to experience as much as we can together.
She darts to her feet. “I don’t have a ring. I have something else to give you instead.”
I stay where I am because I’m pretty fucking sure that I’ll fall over if I try to stand. I sense what’s coming. My heart is hammering inside the wall of my chest.
She scurries over to her purse. Reaching inside, she clasps something between her palms.
Once she’s back in front of me, she taps on my shoulder. “Open your hand, Barrett.”
I do. I take the card that she’s been shielding from my view.
It’s one of my old business cards from Garent.
“Flip it over,” she says in a voice that’s barely more than a whisper. “Flip it over now.”
I do.