“No.”
“You’re not trying to fix something?”
“No.”
“You want this?”
I hold his gaze.
“Yes. I want this. I know it’s fast. I know it’s messy. But I’m not confused, and I’m not cornered. I’m choosing it.”
He searches my face.
Then nods once.
“Okay,” he says finally.
Just like I did last night.
Okay.
Gabriel doesn’t relax visibly.
But I see it.
Mason drops his hands.
“So what’s the plan?” he asks.
The shift is almost dizzying.
“We were thinking small,” I say. “Courthouse. Immediate family.”
“Immediate meaning who?” Mason asks suspiciously.
“You. Mom. Dad. Maddie.”
“Daisy?”
“Probably not inside the courthouse,” Gabriel says dryly.
Mason snorts.
“You’re getting her a ring?” he asks.
“Yes.”
“Have you bought it?”
“No. Not yet.”
“Good. Don’t screw that up.”
Gabriel’s mouth twitches. “I won’t.”
“You don’t know what she likes.”
“I have a general sense,” Gabriel says calmly.
