by Box Set
She was gazing at those stars, her back to him when she heard it, the tiny clink of metal, the barely audible fizzing sound that a diamond makes as it falls through bubbles to the bottom of a glass. Her breath caught and her palms immediately began to sweat and when she turned, he was on his knee, holding up her glass.
“I didn’t think this through all the way,” he said, frowning. “I think if you’re gonna do the knee thing you probably shouldn’t do the ring in the glass thing.” Aaron stuck his finger in the bubbles and fished around as Katie clapped her hands over her mouth and tried not to cry.
“Got it! Ha!” Aaron held the ring up in triumph, then set the glass down on the table. Clearing his throat he took her hand and held up the ring.
“Katie Martinez aka Catalina Celestina.”
Katie sniffed as the tears started to roll down her cheeks and Aaron had to stop, steel himself and sneak a quick wipe at his own eyes before he could continue.
“I love you so much,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “And I really want to do this thing with you. Invent a life together. Our life. Wabi-sabi. Kids and house and we can live here too if you want, whatever you want–”
“Yes,” she said before he could continue.
“Yes?”
“Yes.” She nodded so hard she saw stars. Aaron shoved the ring on her finger, leapt up, and gathered her into that tall warm tower of muscle.
“Oh thank god,” he said, sighing heavily. “I was worried I was rushing you again. Oh god, this could’ve gone so bad, it did go so bad actually. That ring in the glass thing was Aik’s idea by the way, jeez–”
“Aaron,” she said, but he kept talking. “Aaron?” she said it louder this time.
“Yeah beauty? What is it?”
“I love you too. And I can’t wait to marry you and do the whole life-inventing thing too, but I really don’t want to talk about Aiko right now.”
She attacked him, hands fisting in his hair as her mouth crashed over his.
“What do you want?” he said, when they broke apart, his expression hopeful. “We talking movie time or cuddling or maybe like….”
“Round two,” she said with a grin. “Right now.”
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Olivia Devon lives in the American Southwest with her lovely husband, cheeky teenager and entirely too many animals. When not writing, she can be found reading, gaming, or watching the latest thrilling episode of whatever HBO series is currently dominating her fancy. She drinks a lot of tea.
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