“Should I get on my knees?” I wanted to kick my stupid ass. Sara bit her lip, obviously amused. “No, don’t. You didn’t have to get me a ring. I would have been fine.” “You’re now engaged to me, and I want people to know. I want you to carry a sign of our engagement to show you that I’m committed.” “That’s nice.” She held out her hand palm up. I put the box in her palm. I would have liked to put the ring on her finger, but I assumed her gesture meant she didn’t want that. I respected that.
