The Twisted Veil: A Twisted Sisters Anthology (The Twisted Sisters Anthologies Book 1)
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That summer, after Melanie had come and gone, Pips and Griff were sitting on the porch swing together, talking about work. Griffin had taken to doing odd jobs for others who lived out in the country and needed the help, and helped Pippa when she had more work than expected. "Hey, I saw some strange flowers in the back yesterday, and I forgot to tell you about it! Wanna come and look with me?"
Pippa agreed, and the two walked hand in hand to find them.
Griffin kneeled down. "Hang on, they were mixed in and kind of hidden with these daisies, let me find the right one," he told her. Pippa tried to peer around his head and see what he was looking for.
Then, with the sun riding low in the sky over the hills behind them, Griffin looked up and took her hand. On both knees, humbling himself before her, he gazed into her eyes.
"Pippa Harrington, will you marry me? Will you be mine for the rest of our lives?"
Her free hand flew to cover her mouth and she started to cry. Her head bobbed up and down several times before she was able to answer. When she could finally speak, she dropped to her own knees. "Yes, Griffin, yes!" she cried. “I was already yours, though.” As he slid the simple, small stoned band onto her finger, he kissed her tears away.
"I love you, Pip Squeak."
"And I love you, too, Griffy Boy."