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But this time I knew, Nova would never let the garden he planted in my soul go untended ever again.
“I got somethin’ I wanna show you,” he said with that roguish grin. I groaned. “Babe, I’ve seen it, I love it, I know it’s big.”
Above it all, in sloping, incredibly cool graffiti were the words, ‘Nova’s Flower Child’. And below it all, the words, ‘Marry me’.
“Meant what I said about the rest of our lives,” he began, eyes shining so bright I had to blink at the beauty of him. “Wanna make you mine in every way I can even though I know nothin’ in the world can shake you from my side. I’m gonna be your best friend, your family, and the lover who rocks your fuckin’ world,” I laughed through the sob stuck in my throat, “for the rest of our time on this earth. But I’m still gonna ask you, Lila Meadows, to make both of our dreams come true by bein’ my wife and officially becomin’ a Booth.”
“Got my brothers at my side, my parents about to walk a woman so damn perfect I’d never dreamed of her even in my wildest fuckin’ dreams down the aisle to be my wife? Fuck no, man, I’m giddy as a fuckin’ kid.”
And I wouldn’t just be Casanova, the womanizin’ tattoo artist. I’d be hers.
“I love that you always see the best in people. That you always saw the best in me. Thank you for havin’ faith in me, in us, when I was too much of an idiot to see it. Your love taught me how to be a better man, the kinda man I always wanted to be but was convinced I didn’t have in me to give. The love we got for each other defines unconditional, and I’m the luckiest fuckin’ man on earth to get that from a woman like you.”
I made a secret, silent vow to myself right then that I’d bend over fuckin’ backward every day for the rest of my fuckin’ life to give my girl all the other dreams she ever thought of dreamin’.
“Thank you,” I told her solemnly, rubbing my nose against hers, strokin’ my fingers over her cheeks just to feel her. “Thank you for givin’ me more of you to love, for givin’ me this kid when I’d stopped dreamin’ a long time ago about bein’ a dad.”
A tree that would grow just as our daughter Willow would over the years. A tree that would be joined by another when we learned we were pregnant again a couple of years down the line. We named our second daughter Iris.
