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“Fuck!” I shout at literally no one. “I am marrying you so fucking hard! Don’t even test me!”
But if this night doesn’t end in a proposal, she’s gonna be sleeping in a tent on the porch. I mean, I’ll sleep in it too, because I’m not leaving my woman out in the wild where animals could get her. But I have to prove a point, so tent camping it is.
She shakes her head, beaming at me, nothing but love shining in her eyes. The scared, hopeless Tess from a year ago is gone. Before me stands a fierce lioness, a tower of beauty and strength. And she’s mine. She loves me. She’s choosing me. She’s already chosen.
She gasps, eyes wide as I hold it up at her through the glass. It’s a three-carat, round-cut solitaire diamond on a yellow gold band. I bought it the week she moved in with me last year. You know…just in case.
