While Savannah changed clothes after work, Punc grabbed the box he’d picked up earlier in the day and placed it on the coffee table.
Savannah came out of the bedroom in shorts and a t-shirt. She smiled at him. “How long before you have to leave?”
“I switched with Tundra tonight.”
“That’s cool. Any particular reason?”
“Something I ordered came in and I want to give it to you.”
Her brows drew together, and she chuckled nervously. “And that requires a night off?”
Punc grinned. “Yeah. I ordered a cut for you to officially make you my old lady.”
“Oh, wow. I didn’t realize you’d done that.”
“Did that the same day I dropped the lease on my place.”
She shot him a sly smile. “And the day you insisted on paying the monthly mortgage.”
“Right. Thing is - this signifies a serious commitment in my world.”
“You say that like you’re asking me a question.”
He tipped his head to the side for a beat. “It kind of is. Are you down with a commitment?”
“Ted. The way I love you, there’s no way I’m not in this for the long haul.”
He smiled. “That’s fucking great, baby.”
She took a step forward. “Does this mean no marriage?”
He grabbed her hand and pulled her closer. “No, I want us to be legal. But I want you to have the wedding you’ve always dreamed of and that takes time to plan.”
She dipped her head with a shy smile. “Good. But I don’t want anything too big or too expensive.”
He chuckled. “Got a feeling your sister andmysister will convince you otherwise.”
“I wouldn’t be so sure,” she muttered.
He took the cut out and held it open.
Savannah shifted toward him, then paused. “Why is there a number patch under my name?”
He smirked. “That was your contestant number at Platinum’s on audition day. If you hadn’t shown up, who knows where we’d be.”
With a coy gleam in her eye, she turned and put her hands through the arms, and he settled the leather on her shoulders. He stepped back and felt pride surge through him. This beautiful, smart, sensitive woman was his. He wanted to roar.
She turned around and thanks to the beaming smile on her face, he had no choice. He wrapped her up in his arms and kissed her.
Epilogue
Loaded Question
Punc
One year later…
“Wherearewegoing,Punc? Between your cooking and the parties at the clubhouse, no five-star restaurant can beat those options. Bonus, we wouldn’t have to be dressed up.”
