“She has an important job.” I pin him with a stare, and he raises his hands in surrender. “Neither of us could do what she’s doing.”
Finn snorts as he takes a seat at the kitchen island. “I pulled the short straw when she got all the brains and I got… nothing.”
“You didn’t get nothing.” I shake my head.
Being a research scientist in the medical field must be incredibly tough, but the woman loves every second of it, and every time she comes home to me to say that she’s had a breakthrough with something, it fills my heart with warmth.
I don’t have a clue what she’s talking about half the time, but I try my hardest to grasp the terms she uses and ask her about the projects she spends hours upon hours on.
When I plate up dinner, I keep my eyes on Finn as he devours the carbonara. There are words clinging to the tip of my tongue,words I want to say but can’t bring myself to voice. I don’t know why I’m suddenly nervous, he will be happy for us.
Of course I want to see my best friend, but I invited him over for a reason.
“Finn.” I lower my fork, and he flicks his eyes to me.
“Yeah?”
“I’m gonna propose to Ivy.”
A piece of spaghetti falls out of his mouth as he stares back at me in shock. “Y-you’re?—”
I freeze and study his expression.
Then he’s barrelling off the stool before he wraps me up in a tight hug. “Holy shit,” he gushes. “This is the best fucking news ever. When?”
A hesitant laugh falls from my lips as he removes himself from me. “When we finally get the keys to our dream home.”
Two weeks, and I’m definitely not counting.
We’ve been looking forward to this moment for what feels like years.
Our very own beach house with sand for grass, waves for fences, and sunsets for days.
“Oh my god,” Finn grins as he swipes a hand through his hair. “I can’t believe this. Well, I can believe this, but holy fuck. This is happening. Wait?—”
I blink up at him. “What?”
“Have you said anything to our dad?”
“Yeah.” I smile. “And your mum. They already know and gave me their blessing.”
Finn shoves at my shoulder. “I had no idea you were so traditional.”
“I want to do this right. It has to be perfect for her.”
“It will be,” he says with another beaming grin. “That girl loves you so much.”
My heart jumps with pride.I know.
“What did your parents say?”
“They’re ecstatic.” I grin. “Mum honestly couldn’t stop crying.”
Finn’s smile increases. “I knew she’d cry.”
“She loves love more than anyone,” I chuckle.
“And your dad?”
