“Is that a yes?” he asks into my hair.
“Of course it’s a yes.” I wipe my eyes and kiss his chin. “Did you really think I might say no?”
“You can be a wildcard sometimes. Thought you might have one last prank up your sleeve, and I want to be sure.”
“I’m saving the last prank. It’s going to be something really good, and you’re going to have to sleep with one eye open from now on,” I say.
“I’ll do it gladly.” He helps me to my feet and kisses me. “Fuck, I love you.”
“You told the internet that,” I say, admiring the diamond he slips on my finger. “The entire internet. You can never hide from it.”
“I’m going to have to deactivate the account for a while. I’m sure I’m going to get roasted online.”
“You’re used to that.” I pat his chest, and the ring sparkles in the sun. “I’ve been doing it to you for years.”
“Wow.” Reid lifts me off the ground and throws me over his shoulder. I laugh as he walks us to the locker room, and I see all our friends waiting in the tunnel. “You better watch your back, baby. The feud isn’t over just because I proposed. I only have a few months left to give you shit, and I have to make the most of it.”
“You know, Duncan, I don’t think I’m ever going to get sick of you giving me shit,” I say. I’m not sure I’ve ever smiled this hard. I’m not sure I’ve ever been this happy. “In fact, I think our best work is yet to come, and I can’t wait to kick your ass again. And again. And again.”
“That many agains? You’ll have to stick around for a while then, Ave.”
I look up at him over his shoulder, and he’s already looking at me. Pink cheeks, a grin that matches mine. A tiny hickey under his ear from where I kissed him too aggressively last night. The sun framing his face and a halo around his bright red hair.
Mine.
“There’s nowhere I’d rather be,” I tell him, and I’ve never meant something more in my life.
