He leaned in for a quick kiss, got off the couch, and walked into the kitchen. What the hell was he doing? He opened one of the cupboards and got something from the top shelf, the one I couldn’t reach without a step stool. It was something small, square, and dark blue, and…
Oh.
When he walked back and sank to his knees in front of me, I knew. “You have a ring?”
My voice broke.
He opened the little square box, showing me a simple gold wedding ring. “It was my father’s. Four weeks after we met, I had it resized so it would fit you. I was just waiting for the right moment to ask you to marry me. I wasn’t sure if you were ready yet.”
My eyes filled with tears, and I didn’t even attempt to hold them back. “I’m very ready.”
He took the ring from the box, and I held out my hand. “I’ll marry you, Mel. I’d marry you tomorrow if I could. I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”
The ring fit perfectly. Of course it did. Once it was on my hand, I leaned in and kissed him until I was out of breath. “I love you, Deputy.”
His blue eyes shone. “I’ll love you forever.”
Yeah, he would. I was the luckiest man on the planet.
