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“Did you tell them how fucking perfect we are together?” His tone is… passionate.
And then I see it, the folder in his hand.
“What?” I whisper.
“You heard me, Princess.” He closes the rest of the distance between us, pulling the papers out of the folder. “I’m not getting married again.” He drops the folder to the floor, then rips the papers in half. “Neither of us is.” He tears them again. “Because we’re not getting a fucking divorce.”
Luke tears the papers again before tossing them onto the conference table.
Then he lowers to one knee.
“I love you, Green Eyes.” Luke lifts his left hand and pulls a pink silicone ring off his pinky finger, leaving the other one in place on his hand. “My Little Royal.” He holds the ring up between us. “I haven’t done a good job of showing it, but I think I loved you long before I accidentally made you my wife.” He reaches out with his free hand. “Please put this twelve-dollar ring back on your hand and tell me you’ll give me a chance.”
Instead of reaching for the ring, I reach for his shoulders.
My legs can no longer support me, and I lower to my knees.
Chairs creak around the room.
“Are you serious?” I whisper.
Luke nods. “I looked them up online. Only twelve dollars.”
A small laugh bubbles out of me, but it’s followed by a sob.
“Don’t cry.” Luke slides the ring back on his pinky and cups my cheeks with his palms.
“But I saw—” I think of those damn text messages.
Luke brings his face closer to mine. “My cousin is an idiot. He’s known all along that I never wanted to leave you. That I didn’t want to lose you. He was trying to motivate me to tell you. If I’d have known you saw…”
“You really love me?” My hummingbird leans forward with me. Needing to hear him say it again too.
“You should never have to ask me that. And that’s my fault. You should feel it.” He lowers one hand to press against my chest. “You should know it. Because yes, Natalie. I love you. So fucking much.”
I blink, but it doesn’t stop the tears from falling.
He brushes one away with his thumb. “Now tell me what you crossed out, Princess. Tell me what you can’t pretend.”
The doubts drop away, crumbling into nothingness as they hit the floor.
Because I believe him.
I feel it.
I grip his forearms, balancing myself against his strength so I can tell him what I was too afraid to write in that letter.
“I can’t pretend like I’m not in love with you.” My grip on him tightens. “And I thought… I couldn’t stay if you didn’t love me too.”
Luke swallows. “Will you tell me again?”
I know what he’s asking.
So I nod. And I tell him.
“Luke, I love you. And that night in Vegas was the best thing that ever happened to me too.”
Someone sniffs.
