His thumb stroked slowly across my skin, grounding me even as everything inside me floated.
“You make me feel things I thought didn’t exist. You showed me heaven isn’t a place, it’s a person.” His eyes softened, but he didn’t look away. “And you’re the only one I’ve ever wanted to do this with. It’s only ever been you for me. It’s always been us, baby.” He took a breath, deep and certain. “Francesca Vittoria DeMone, will you do me the honor of marrying me?For real this time.”
I nodded before words even came. Tears ran hot down my cheeks, my chest aching with joy that felt too big for my ribs.
“Yes?” he asked softly.
“Yes,” My whisper grew into a breathless laugh. “A thousand times yes!”
I slid off the old engagement ring and tucked it into my robe pocket like a memory.
Matteo picked up the new ring with careful joy and slipped it onto my finger.
It fit like it was made for me.
Likewewere made for each other.
He rose, and I met him halfway, arms around his neck as his mouth found mine. The kiss was slow, but full – like we were sealing something sacred. When we finally pulled apart, I cradled his face in both hands, fingers brushing the soft skin under his eyes. His eyes shone back at me, full of stars and heart and future.
I could see the love there.
I could feel it in mine.
“To a million more kisses from you,” he murmured.
I laughed and kissed him harder.
And with the sunrise painting our world gold, I knew we meant every word.
And ever since that morning, Matteo began to fall asleep before me.
He no longer waited for me to drift off first, like he always did – as if making sure I wouldn’t sneak off again in the middle of the night.
Instead, he allowed himself to be vulnerable.
With me in his arms.
I’d never felt safer.
Chapter 37
Present
Upper-East Side, New York City
WE MANAGED TO MAKE IT five steps into Natalia and Trevor’s townhouse before Francesca was dragging Kali, who’d just opened the door, with her, jumping up and down on the fluffy white rug in the center of their living room.
“I’m engaged!” Francesca squealed, laughter bubbling out of her.
Still jumping, she held her hand out to Natalia, who was resting on the couch with Maria.
Two seconds, then realization hit. A huge gasp escaped Natalia, both her hands coming up to her mouth, hiding her smile.
“Oh, my God!” Kali’s jaw dropped as she took in Francesca’s new ring.
“For real?” Maria’s eyes turned to stars.
“Yes! Matteo asked me a few days ago!”
