Page 57 of Cuckoo
He seemed to think it over. “I like it. It’s good for you.”
Lou snorted like he knew that wasn’t all Cuckoo would say. He was right.
“But since I plan to give you mine soon, you won’t have it long.”
Wait. Was he saying . . .marriage?
“Yeah, angel. I’m talking about putting my ring on your finger, my son in your belly, and living happily ever after.”
Wow.
“You think you can handle that?”
Lou appeared amused.
“I guess so, but only if you admit this is true love,” I teased.
True love. Just likeThe Princess Bride.
He didn’t hesitate to reply. “Baby, I fucking love you to the moon and back, to the depths of my soul, and I’d pirate any ship that kept you safe and by my side. So, hell yeah, I believe this is true love. Not even twelve years apart could change or fade what we feel.”
Okay, he was perfect. “Then I just have one thing to say about your proposal.”
He grinned. “Tell me.”
“As you wish.”
Lou whooped and pumped his fist in the air. People around us began to cheer as Cuckoo kissed me.
“She said yes!” he shouted as more congratulations were shouted around us. Whistles followed.
I never expected him to already have a ring. He slid the rose gold band over my finger, decorated with a delicate rose and an obscene amount of diamonds. “Rain,” I gasped.
“It’s a ring fit for a princess. My angel.”
“I love it.”
“I knew you would.”
The kiss we shared nearly curled my toes.
As I scanned the crowd of people, I recognized friends, family, and the people I had come to trust. The ol’ ladies. The club. And at the gate, waving, I saw Trent and Sabrina.
“You invited my parents?”
“Sure did, baby. They need to see how happy you are and how much we all adore you.”
“Thank you.”
He really did know how to make me deliriously happy.
“I’m gonna say hi,” Lou declared. “What’s their names?”
“Trent and Sabrina.”
“They kept you safe and adopted you. Without them, we wouldn’t have found one another.” Lou patted my leg. “I think I should let them know how much I appreciate all they’ve done.”
Wasn’t he a sweetheart?
