Dirty Little Lies (Dirty Little #2) (23 page)

He pulls away, grinning like a complete goof, and loosely takes both of my hands in his before he drops down on one knee.
 

Ben presses kisses to my fingers, and I think he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a ring. I don’t know what it looks like, and right now I don’t care. I can’t look away from him in this moment.
 

This moment is perfect, and I don’t even know what he can possibly say, other than…

“Marry me.” His eyes are shining with tears, and his grin is a little shaky, and everything we’ve been through is nothing,
nothing
compared to this.
 

“Yes,” I say with a laugh.
 

Ben slides the ring on my finger. I can’t even get a good look at it through my happy tears; all I know is that it’s gorgeous, and it feels so right on my finger.
 

“Yeah?” he says as he stands, like he can’t believe it.
 

“Yes. Yes!”
 

Ben laughs as I help pull him up, and I think there might be applause around us, but I don’t care, because all I want to do is kiss this man and never, ever stop.
 

“We should get married here,” he says when we finally pull away.

“Planning already?” I tease.

He nods, wrapping his arm around me.
 

“For a while now, actually.”
 

My knees kinda of give out on me a little, but Ben is there to keep me upright. He walks over and slips the violinist some cash, then thanks him. He calls out a congratulations to us as we walk across the promenade, back to the waiting limo.
 

“Where are we going now?” I ask.

Ben turns and smirks at me. “Home, to celebrate.”
 

“We’ve pretty much christened all the surfaces,” I tease.
 

“We’ll do it a second time. That seems to work out pretty well for us.”
 

I stop him in the middle of foot traffic for a kiss, I don’t even care.
 

“It sure does.”
 

End

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