Stacy Vs. SEAL

The crowd claps and shouts, and it takes almost a minute for the commotion to die down.

“But you know what?” Danny continues. “Although I wanted this trophy for a long, long time… Now that I have it, I discovered that I had already won the big prize - Fiona’s heart.”

He passes the trophy to one of his teammates and then turns to me, looking me straight in the eyes. I look back at him, not knowing what to say - or how to say it -, and then he does something I wasn’t expecting at all.

He goes down on his knees.

“Will you marry me, Fiona?” He asks me, his words echoing through the stadium as someone hands me him a small velvety box. He snaps it open, and an enormous diamond ring gleams inside.

The whole stadium has gone silent, and the only thing I can hear right now is the steady pulse of my heart. I open my mouth to speak, and I feel salty tears rolling over my lips. God, I’m crying.

“Yes! Yes, I will!” I cry out, going down to my knees in front of me and kissing him. “I will marry you, Danny Manning…” I whisper, trying to choke down a sob. I don’t think I’ve ever been happy enough to start crying, but here it is - I’m a whimpering mess of happiness right now.

The stadium erupts in a chant, the sound so deafening I can’t even make out what everyone’s screaming. Right now, the whole States - if not the world - is seeing Danny propose to me and slip his diamond ring into my finger. And now the whole world also knows that I’m the happiest woman on Earth.

“Let’s get out of here,” Danny tells me, going up to his feet and picking me up from the floor. I place one arm around his neck and just hold tight onto him as he walks down the stage.

“Where are you going? You need to be here for the celebration, Danny!” The league’s commissioner starts to say, rushing down the stage and following after us. Without even bothering to slow down, Danny’s reply is a quick one.

“We’re going to do our own celebration,” he says, looking back over his shoulder at the commissioner.

“I love you,” I tell him as he walks inside the stadium’s tunnel entrance.

“I love you too,” he whispers, the long shadows inside the tunnel wrapping themselves around us.

Happy endings - the hype is real.

Carla Vs. Cowboy

I’m being totally serious when I say I’m gonna ride my cowboy into the sunset…

But does he like me?

I can’t tell.

Is he willing to go the distance?

He swoops in on his horse and rescues me whenever I get into trouble. But will he stick around?

Or will he just go off one morning.

He’s not like any other guy I’ve ever met.

I mean, he’s a cowboy. In New York City. That alone makes him unique, ya know?

All I know is that if he stays, then he’s my lobster.

I would be so freakin’ happy. It’s no question I’d ride on his “saddle” all day till the sun goes down. And straight through to sunrise. And then sunset again.

Geez…I'd need a horse after that because I won’t be able to walk.

*** It's the cute single girl versus the cowboy in this seventh installment from Mona Cox. Guaranteed to be sweet, sassy, steamy, and fun. No cheating or cliffhangers. Happily Ever After? Always, babe ***

Dedicated to chopped liver. She knows who she is…

Dirty Lil’ Angels

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