Page 244 of Promising You


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“Yeah. Crazy, huh?” He’s trying not to laugh.

“What is it, Garret? What are you not telling me?”

“I have a confession to make. I picked those three rings out beforehand and had the sales lady place them in the window. Then I had our driver drop us off in front of the store so I could quiz you on which one you liked.” He points to my ring. “That was my favorite one, too.”

“How did you get the jewelry store to do that for you?”

He smiles. “Let’s just say I know the right people.”

I smile back, then glance at the ring again. “So you bought this ring months ago even though I kept telling you I didn’t want to get married?”

“That didn’t mean I couldn’t propose. And I needed the ring in case you said yes.”

“You really wanted to marry me, didn’t you?”

“Jade, I told you that like a million times.”

“I didn’t believe you.”

He rolls his eyes. “Yeah, because guys just say that to girls all the time.”

“Maybe they do. How would I know?”

“Believe me. They don’t.”

“So what’s in the basket?” I ask him.

He opens it and takes out two bottles. “Real champagne and fake champagne. I wasn’t sure what you’d want.”

“This is definitely worthy of real champagne.”

I reach in the basket and take out the glasses as he opens the champagne.

After he pours it, he takes his glass and holds it up. “To forever.”

Forever. I smile even more as we clink our glasses because the thought of having Garret by my side forever fills my heart with a happiness I can’t even put into words.

“I have one more thing to tell you.” He takes my glass and his and sets them aside. “Let’s sit down.”

We both take a seat on the blanket, facing each other.

“This sounds bad. Can it wait until later? Because I’m really happy right now.”

“It’s not bad.” He reaches over and holds my hand, which now has a sparkly diamond ring on it. “Well, I guess some people might think it’s bad, but it doesn’t have to be.”

“You’re making me nervous. Just say it.”

“Before I do, tell me again that you’ll marry me.”

“Why?”

“Just do it.”

“You’re being really strange, but yes, I’ll marry you.”

“And not like in 50 years, right? Like sooner than that?”

“When do you want to do this?”