I think I just shit my pants.
“This house wouldn’t be a home without you, which is why I hope you’ll accept this.”
As he reaches into his pocket, my heart stops dead in my chest. When he pulls out a gate opener, I perk my brow.
“I want this to be our home.”
I take the opener, looking up at him. “You’re asking me to move in?”
“I am.”
“In front of everyone?”
He grins. “Yup.”
I laugh as I take him by the shirt, kissing him hard on the lips. He grins against my lips, and my heart soars. Everyone laughs or murmurs something, but I’m lost in his kiss. As I pull back, I look down at the opener. “Man, I’ve been hoping to score one of these.”
He grins down at me, but like always, Emery has something to say. “She thought you were asking her to marry you. Stella, you may need to check your pants.”
I exhale slowly so I don’t yell at her as Wes laughs softly. When he wraps his arms around me tighter, kissing my nose, I melt against him. “Need me to check?”
“Shut up,” I whisper against his lips. “But for real, I thought you were.”
He grins. “Believe me, I wanted to.”
My eyes widen. “Really?”
“Yeah, but when I started to bring it up to your dad, he would cut me off, saying his chest hurt with angina. Shea Adler couldn’t stop laughing, and neither could your brother, so I decided I’d cool it a bit. To ease him into this since I’m pretty sure he still doesn’t like me.”
I beam up at him. “It’s because you’re a man.”
“Yes, but I’m your man.”
“Oh yes, all my man,” I agree against his lips. “So, do I get to know when this proposal will go down?”
He shakes his head. “Not at all. But until then, I do have something special for you.”
Confused, I take his hand as he leads me through the kitchen and into the garage. He guides me around our vehicles, and there it is.
A black tandem bike.
My heart swells in my chest, and I look up at him. My eyes are wide, my lips puckered out as I gaze up at him. “Our bike.”
He wraps his arms around my waist, kissing my jaw and then my shoulder. “For us to ride into our future together.”
I grin. “So corny.”
“And you love it.”
I sigh as I swoon. “I do,” I say then, looking up at him. “But you… I love you so much, Wes.”
His eyes dance with mine as he holds me closer to him, kissing my nose. “I love you so much more.”
We kiss, and my heart is so full.
When we part, he grins at me. “Want to take it for a spin?”
“Yes!”
And we do just that.
Metaphorically, we ride into our future, making all the memories. And I couldn’t ask for a better man to do it with.
My worthy, wise, wacky, well-endowed Wesley.
Ha, who’s corny now?