I need to lighten the mood a little before I start to cry.
“Does she know you used your tongue to propose with her ring?”
“No, that part was my idea.” He continues to rub his thumb across my hand.
“Evie... I love you with all my heart. You’ve made me so fucking happy these past few months. We’ve had our ups and downs, but we always end up right again. I know you worry about the future, and I can’t promise you exactly what’s going to happen ten or twenty years from now. No one can. But I can promise you a great beginning, and I’m pretty sure we’re going to have a fantastic middle.” He brings my hand to his lips. “And I can promise you if we work together, we can have our happily ever after. I’m not going to ask you to marry me because I know we will. But I will ask you to share all your tomorrows with me.”
I literally throw myself at him, kissing him everywhere, his face, his lips, his neck. “Yes, yes, yes!” I squeal. “Storm, I love you so much. I want to spend every moment of every day for the rest of my life with you. Getting stuck with you was the best thing that has ever happened to me.”
He kisses me long and hard, squeezing my body tight against his.
“You’re really stuck with me now, baby. I’m never letting you go.”
THE END… for now