“Turn around.”
I spin in place and lose my balance almost immediately because of the sight in front of me.
“Oh my God,” I whisper. “Liam.”
He’s on one knee. There is a small square box in his left palm. His right hand is firmly planted over the scar that runs the length of his chest.
“I had a speech.” He huffs out a laugh. “But fuck it. I love you, lilac. Marry me. Please marry me.”
I nod. “Yes, please.”
The box pops open to reveal a small diamond nestled in a plain silver band. I’ve seen it before. We picked it out together at a market in Brooklyn one rainy Sunday afternoon weeks ago.
He promised he’d wait until my birthday to ask me, but I was hoping that he’d break that promise.
He slides back to his feet to slip the ring on my finger. With a kiss to the top of it, he smiles down at me. “We’ll show everybody today.”
“At the hospital?” I exhale. “Today is all about little Jacob Wolf.”
Our nephew, Sebastian and Tilly’s son, was born at six twenty-five this morning after seven hours of labor and dozens of phone calls between Liam and his siblings.
“Jacob won’t mind.” Liam tilts up my chin with his hand. “We’ll kiss him, drop off some flowers for Tilly, and let the family know that there’s a wedding in the very near future. I’ll text Gareth and Rhys on the way to give them the good news.”
“How soon do you want to get married?” I question with a perk of both brows. “I need at least a few months to get ready.”
“You name the date, and I’ll be there, lilac.” He presses his lips to mine for a slow kiss. “I plan on being next to you for the rest of our lives.”
I can’t ask for more than that.
This man.
This love.
This life is everything I’ve ever wanted.
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CHAPTER ONE OF SWEAT
Brynn
"It wasn't your virginity that he stole, was it?"
I glance over at my roommate, Sydney Tate, to find her smirking. She's still working her ass off on the elliptical machine she's been on for the past thirty minutes. You'd never know it by looking at her. Not one light brown hair on her head is out of place. I wish I could say the same for my shoulder length black hair. It's twisted up in a messy bun, but it's not helping to cool me off.
Not only did I just spend the better part of thirty minutes on a treadmill, but Smith Booth, asshole extraordinaire and all around man I love to hate arrived right when I hit my stride.
