Page 243 of Promising You
He takes my hand. “When I made that list for you last Christmas with all the things I love about you, I was serious when I said I could fill a whole stack of notebooks.” He pauses, but his eyes remain on mine. “And I find it amazing that even now, you continue to add to that list. I keep finding more things to love about you. I don’t even know how that’s possible but it’s true.”
I glance down at the blanket. I never know what to say when he says these nice things to me.
Garret nudges my chin up and our eyes meet. “I love you more than anything in this world, Jade. And when I promised you forever, I meant it.”
He lets go of my hand and reaches into his pocket and takes out a small blue box. As in Tiffany blue.
My heart starts beating really fast, but then I relax, thinking it’s probably a pair of earrings like last time. Or a necklace. Or maybe a bracelet.
Then again, it could be something else.
Garret gets down on one knee and my heart beats even faster. It’s definitely not earrings.
He holds the box out in front of me and slowly opens it. “Jade, will you marry me?”
CHAPTERFIFTY-EIGHT
The box holds a verylarge and very sparkly diamond ring.
I look at Garret, studying his face to make sure he’s not joking.Say something, Jade!I’m yelling at myself in my head because no words are coming out and Garret is starting to look concerned.
“Yes! I’ll marry you!” I hug him and he bursts up and hugs me even tighter back.
“What the hell took you so long? I didn’t think you were ever going to answer.”
“Sorry. I just had to make sure you weren’t kidding.”
He laughs. “The ring didn’t make that clear?”
“I guess not. Can I see it?”
“You can do more than see it. You can wear it.” He takes it out of the box and slips it on my finger. It fits perfectly. And it’s so beautiful.
“Is this the ring I saw in New York?”
“It is. Do you still like it?’
“I love it.” As I see it on my finger, I’m flooded with emotions. All good ones. Happiness. Love. Excitement.
“Jade, you’re crying.” Garret sweeps his thumb along my cheek.
“No, I’m not.” I feel my face and he’s right. Iamcrying. “What the hell? I make fun of people who cry when they’re happy.”
He leans over to whisper. “I won’t tell anyone.”
I wipe away the rest of the tears and kiss him. “I love you, Garret. I love you so much.” I must be smiling a lot because my cheeks are starting to ache. I gaze down at the ring again, watching as it sparkles in the sun. “I can’t believe you proposed! I did not expect this. At all.”
“I told you I could top my surprise appearance at the airport.”
“When did you get the ring?”
“Right after you picked it out.”
“I didn’t pick it out. I just said I liked it.”
“Youreallyliked it. I could tell.”
I hold it up again. “Okay, I admit it. I really liked it. And now that I see it again, I love it. It’s perfect. I can’t believe my perfect ring just happened to be sitting in the window of the jewelry store that night.”
