Off Camera (Love Through a Lens, #3)

by Chelsea Curto

“I love you,” I whisper so only he can hear me. “I think I’m going to love you forever.” Reid grins, a smile matching mine. The adoration in his eyes makes me weak in the knees. “Wanna bet?” I grip the collar of his shirt and knock his hat off his head. “You’re on.”

“Kind of sounds like you’re obsessed with me, Duncan.” “Have been for a while now, Sinclair. Keep up.”

“Thus began our feud. I wanted nothing more in life than to destroy the woman behind the account,” Reid says, and he laughs. “But then a funny thing happened. I fell in love with her instead. Slowly. Accidentally. Deliberately, now that I think about it. With every message. With every like. With every comment. With every late-night conversation that felt a lot like fighting, I lost my mind for this woman. And she’s the total package. I’m talking smart. I’m talking knowledgeable about football. I’m talking smoking hot. I’m talking someone who likes to wear heels and Air Jordans and makes them both look good.”

I turn around to face him. He’s on one knee, a velvet box in his hand and his eyes on me.

I keep having these best days of my life with you, Ave, and I know it’s because you’re it for me. You’re always going to be it for me, and I want to keep doing this life thing with you. I know you’re starting a new job. I know you have your eyes set on the next project that’s bigger than what you created in Baltimore, and I want you to know I’m going to follow you. Wherever it is, I’m going too. I love you with my whole heart, baby, and with every fiber of my being. Will you marry me?” I’m in his arms before he can finish asking the question. He laughs and holds me to his chest, his heart beating as fast as mine. “Is that a yes?” he asks into my hair. “Of course it’s a yes.”

“There’s nowhere I’d rather be,” I tell him, and I’ve never meant something more in my life.