“And who’s that?” I laugh, trying to sound nonchalant and not break down into ugly tears in front of him.
“You, Liv. I would love nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with you.”
“Alex, we’ve only been together for a few months. This is crazy,” I whisper, not dropping his hand.
“And? I don’t need one more day to know I don’t ever want to wake up without you by my side. I don’t need one more week to know I never want to kiss anyone else—I never want to see anyone else. I don’t need one more month to know that you’re the best friend a man could ever ask for. I want to spend the rest of my life sharing my secrets, my goals, my days with you. I don’t need one more year to know you’re the best thing that has ever happened to me, Liv. Do you? Do you need more time?”
“No, you sweet summer child, I don’t need more time,” I whisper, throwing myself around him and hugging him tight.”
“So, is that a yes? I need you to use words, Shortie.”
“Yes, Alex! A million times yes! In this life and the next, my little closeted hippie-dork,” I shout next to his ear and he chuckles.My favorite sound in the world.
Alex grabs my hand and slides the most perfect ring I’ve ever seen onto my ring finger. The whole room breaks into a joyous laughter. In this moment, I realize thatthis—my people, all together in a room, with the man I love looking at me like I’m the greatest invention since chocolate—is the greatest gift. The gift rarely given that I get to have for the rest of my life.
