He was right in the fact that by the time I’d finished doing everything I’d needed to do, the laundry was ready to be switched, and we were out the door.
“I don’t want to hear it,” I warned.
“Hear what?” he asked, pulling out of my driveway.
“I told you so.”
“I am not, and have never been, that stupid.”
I narrowed my eyes. “Oh, I don’t know about that.”
He laughed and grabbed my hand, lifting it to his lips. “Love you, baby.”
“Love you too.”
Katie
AFTER MAKING A lightning quick stop at Rondan’s… and the reason it was quick was because I found the perfect ring within fifteen minutes which Rooster bought right then and there… we headed to the compound. I couldn’t stop staring at the ring as we drove. It was a ridiculously gorgeous two-carat pear shaped diamond with half-carat baguettes on each side set in a simple eighteen carat white gold. He’d gotten down on one knee and proposed in the middle of the jewelry store and of course I’d said, ‘yes.’ Since the ring fit me perfectly, I was able to wear it home.
I loved it.
I finally looked up when the car stopped moving. “We’re here?”
“Yeah, baby, we’re here.”
“What about switching the car?”
“We weren’t being tailed, so we were good.”
“You’re sure?” I pressed.
“Yeah, I’m sure.” He grinned, releasing his seatbelt. “Buzz just confirmed. Hatch has had scouts out on the roads since noon.”
“So we can just relax now?”
“Yeah, KitKat, we can just relax now.”
“Thank god.” I let out a drawn out, dramatic sigh. “I’m starving and kind of want to continue what we started at home.”
Rooster frowned.
“What?” I asked.
“You still haven’t talked about what happened earlier.”
I studied my hands. “I’d really rather not go back there.”
He laid his hand over mine and squeezed. “You’re a verbal processor, baby, so it’s gonna come out at some point. You sure you don’t wanna do that now?”
I shook my head.
“You change your mind, you let me know.”
I met his eyes. “I will.”
He studied me for a few seconds, then gave me a nod before climbing out of the car and making his way to my side while I gathered up my purse and one of my bags I’d dropped at my feet earlier.
Pulling open my door, he leaned in before I could slide out. “Katie?”
