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“Perfect fit. Just like you.” I peered up at her, thumbing a circle on her ankle. “Say yes, Farrow.”
She sank her teeth into her lower lip, feigning hesitation, but I knew she hid a grin beneath that bite. “Are we endgame now?”
“Baby, we’re not only endgame. We’re in our own goddamn league. Please, put me out of my misery and say yes.”
Our friends—correction: ourfamily—materialized at the edge of the piste, shooting out their unsolicited opinions in rapid succession.
Romeo flicked something off his suit. “I’m embarrassed for you, Zachary.”
Dallas swatted his shoulder. “Why haven’t you confessed your love for me in public?”
“I took abulletfor you in public.” He turned to Fae, nodding in my direction. “The only way he’ll be able to show his face in this town again is if you say yes.”
Farrow snorted, her ankle waving in my palms with the movement.
Frankie shoved Romeo out of the way, fighting to get closer to us. “We all know your answer, Fae. Can you hurry it up? He’s been a miserable asshole since you left.”
“Say yes, girl.” Dallas jumped up and down, holding her belly still. “Also, did you know octopus brains are shaped like donuts? Epic.”
Fae burst into a fit of giggles. She clutched her stomach, struggling to stay upright with a foot in my hands.
You wouldn’t have to struggle so much if you’d just say yes, dammit.
“This is too good.” Oliver slow-clapped. “I’m the last bachelor standing. Does this mean I won the bet?”
Hettie stood off to the side, carrying a tub of something in front of her. “Good thing I bought popcorn.”
Farrow’s fingers curled around her throat. An audiblewhooshsoared past her lips.
She admired our friends for another moment before returning her gaze to mine. “You gave me a family.”
“I had nothing to do with it.” I shook my head. “You earned a family all on your own. They love you.”
Her fingers dropped.
She pulled back her shoulders, all business now. “If we get married, I expect to maintain my independence.”
“Done.”
“I’ll continue to work full-time. As a coach.”
“Of course.”
I knew, firsthand, she’d be the best at it.
“And… and… and…” She brought her fingertip to her lips, thinking hard. “I’ll still argue with you constantly. You won’t be able to burrow your way back into my good graces with designer bags.”
“That’s fine. I’ll burrow my way back into your good graces with your favorite things.”
“And what are those?”
“Hard facts and orgasms.”
Farrow sucked in a breath. My heartbeats intensified. Euphoria decanted over me like spring water.
My stupid heart swelled to an impossible size, a balloon about to pop.
Say yes, baby girl. Come on.
