He looks up at me, beautiful brown eyes shining my every feeling right back at me.
“Say it again,” he rasps.
“I love you, Cole Mason. So, so much.”
“I love you,” he says. He pulls me in to kiss me again. And kiss me. Until my head is spinning. He pulls away. “Now buckle up, I’m gonna take you home and show you all night long just how much.” I climb off him and buckle into my seat. Then sit back to admire my rings.
Two rings. Sigh.
I am never taking either off again. These rings are proof that miracles do happen.
Happily ever after does exist.
And if she remembers that she deserves it, behind every princess stands a prince waiting to support, cherish, and love her for all of their days.
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COLE
‘Course I knew she lost the ring. It don’t take a genius to spot a goat in a flock of sheep.
