Page 41 of One Wild Texas Night
She removed the wrapping paper and held a small box in her hand. She opened it and gasped. “Oh, Jake,” she said, looking at a dazzling emerald-cut diamond.
“I did it backward. I was going to give you that, and when you opened it, then I intended to ask you if you’d marry me.”
“Yes, Jake Reed, I will marry you and love you all the rest of my life,” she said, looking at the dazzling big diamond and then up at the man who dazzled her far more. “I love you, Jake,” she said, meaning it. Then a thought struck her. “We haven’t even talked about kids. Do you want kids?”
“Yes, I do. Do you?”
“Yes, I want your kids. I don’t care how many. We can decide that as we go.”
He laughed and took the ring from her and held her hand. “I’ll do this right. I love you, Claire. Will you marry me?”
“Yes, Jake. I love you, and I’ll marry you.”
He slipped the ring on her finger and drew her to him to kiss her again. When he released her, he picked up her hand to look at the ring.
Her gaze followed his. “It’s gorgeous and it fits.”
“Ah, darlin’, how I love you,” he said, wrapping his arms around her and drawing her to him to kiss her. She kissed him in return while her heart beat fast with joy and love. She opened her eyes, waved her fingers and looked at the dazzling diamond that would always be a symbol of Jake’s love. “I’m marrying the sexiest, best-looking guy in all of Texas,” she said, smiling at him and hugging him.
“I want to spend a lifetime making you happy,” he whispered, showering light kisses on her. “It’ll be good. I promise I’ll do everything I can to try to make you happy. And you know how well I keep my promises.” He looked at her, and they both smiled. “I love you, darlin’.”
“I love you, Jake,” she said. Joy filled her, and she held him tightly, this rancher who loved the same things she did—and what was most wonderful, he had fallen in love with her. Life was wonderful.
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