The Summer Proposal

“Georgia, you are the reason for the smile on my face every morning and every night. Today I’m asking you to put it there forever. Will you, sweetheart? Will you marry me and make me the happiest guy in the world?”

I leaned in and cupped his cheeks in my hands, pressing my forehead to his. “Yes! Yes, I’ll marry you.”

Max crushed his lips to mine. Somewhere in the distant background, I heard the roar of the crowd.

When our kiss broke, he whispered, “I love you, babe. We’ve come a long way from my summer proposal to the real thing, haven’t we?”

“We sure have.”

“I’m really freaking relieved this was a decision you didn’t need to debate forever.”

I smiled. “I only need to debate things that are uncertain. When it comes to you, the only question I have about our life together is, how soon can we start?”