“Yeah, probably so.” I didn’t know what went on for a christening to take place. All I had to do was show up and promise to be the godfather.
“They have family coming in from all over. Her parents are really going overboard.”
I exhaled. “It’s what grandparents do I guess.”
“What time do we land?” she asked.
“We’ll be there by two. Plenty of time before the family dinner tonight.”
The engines began to start up. “Have you thought about it?”
“About what?”
“Kids. A baby.”
My eyes cut to her. “Me?”
“Yes, you. You’re going to be a godfather. Have you thought about it? What it means to take on that kind of responsibility?”
“If Kaitlyn and Cole want me to be the godfather, who am I to question their decision?” I batted it back to her. She was getting dangerously close to a conversation I wanted to have later. Much later.
The flight attendant walked through the cabin again, reminding us to make sure our seat belts were fastened. I waited until she was out of earshot.
“Look. Can we talk about this another time?”
“Like when?” Veronica’s eyes narrowed.
“Maybe not now.” I ran my thumb over her knuckles. “Later.”
“We’re on a plane. Alone. We have champagne. And you are about to take a very serious vow. When is a better time, Aiden? We can’t put off every conversation because it’s hard or uncomfortable, or because you—p”
I exhaled. “Paris.”
Her eyes widened. “Paris?”
I brought her fist to my lips. “I had plans for Paris. But if you insist on talking about it now. We can talk. Or I’ll ask the question, and you just answer it.”
“No. No.” She shook her head. “That’s not what I—”
But I was two steps ahead of her. Yes, I wanted the perfect setting. A French candlelit dinner, a cruise down the Seine, a picnic in front of the Eiffel Tower. I had a lot of versions of how to propose to the woman who had taken me to my knees. The only woman I had truly loved. None of the scenarios were on a jet to North Carolina. But that was life with Ronnie. Unexpected, wild, and free. I had to learn to roll with it. To be spontaneous. To live outside of my comfort zone. Propose when the time was right, not when I had planned it.
I reached inside my jacket. My fingers hit the ring box and I withdrew it.
Her jaw dropped. “Oh my God, Aiden.”
I chuckled. “You want to talk about our future? Our children? The life we’re going to have together?” I unbuckled the seat belt. I didn’t give a shit that the plane was ascending. I dropped to one knee in front of her. I cracked the lid on the mahogany case.
Veronica gasped when she saw the diamond.
“Veronica Strickland, will you marry me?”
Her eyes misted as she joined me on the floor of the jet. “Yes. Yes. A thousand times yes.”
I threaded the massive ring over her ring finger. She held it toward the light. “It’s gorgeous.”
I pulled her against me, kissing her. She wrapped her hands around my neck. Our mouths melting into each other. Our lips colliding with fever.
“God,” I whispered. “I can’t wait for you to be my wife.”
“Me either,” she answered.
I chuckled, drawing her left hand from my neck. “You like the ring?”
“I love it.”
“I did have a big thing planned in Paris. I guess we can still do it.” I winked. “Just minus the proposal.”
“Oh no. You should propose again.” She giggled. She kissed my cheek. “And again.” Her lips lowered to my throat. “And again.”
“Naughty, aren’t you?”
Her smile changed. I saw the way her eyes shifted to the door behind us. “Didn’t you promise me a proper introduction to private flying?” Her lips parted, her teeth edging over her lip enough to drive me crazy.
I looked around for the flight attendant. “Right now?”
She steadily rose from the floor. Her hand trailing over my legs. “Let’s see if we can time it just right.” She winked. “Coming?”
“I’m not going to miss it.” I followed behind my future wife, locking the bedroom door and the rest of the world behind us—for now.
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I have a special place in my heart for Aiden and Veronica. I wrote the first draft of this book over three years ago! Can you believe that? And since then, these characters have evolved and changed in so many different ways.
They may have been born from the Cole-Kaitlyn world, but in my mind they stand on their own. Unique and special. I’m proud of how I’ve been able to tell their story now in 2018.
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