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I can’t help but shake my head. “Fine, you said it first today.”
“To me that’s called a win,” she says. “Did you pack?”
“I’m packing tonight,” I tell her, and she gasps.
“The flight is literally at seven o’clock tomorrow morning.”
“It’ll take me ten minutes to pack. I need shorts, shirts, and a couple of pants.”
“How insane will the next two weeks be?” she asks of my family’s annual vacation.
“It’s going to be over the top. The girls are going to be spoiled to no end. We are going to have crazy, wild vacation sex.” I smile at her. “It’s going to be fucking glorious.”
“We still have the girls,” she reminds me, “and I think there are two beds in one room.”
“Never.” I shake my head. “I got us a two-bedroom suite.”
“Of course you did.”
“The girls have two beds. We have one very big bed.” I wink at her. “I made a list.”
She throws her head back and laughs but grabs my T-shirt on the sides with both hands. “We are never going to get to the end of our list.”
“Good,” I tell her, grabbing her face. “That means we have a lot of dates in our future.” I kiss her lips. “I love you, by the way.”
Her forehead hits my chest. “Always has to one-up me.”
“Keeps you on your toes, baby.” I tip her chin up with my fingers and bend my head to kiss her. My tongue slides into her mouth, and she melts in my arms.
“I got it.” Luna comes into the closet, and I pull back. “I’m going to bring this one.” She holds up her white-and-pink bear.
“That’s a good one,” Koda praises, wrapping her arms around my waist. “You can pack that in your backpack.”
“It doesn’t fit,” she tells her and looks away from her mother, who disconnects herself from me.
“What do you mean, it doesn’t fit?” She puts her hands on her hips. “It was empty.”
“I added things,” she explains, twirling around in the closet, pretending she’s dancing with her bear.
“What things?” she asks her. “Let me go and see.” She walks out of the closet, taking Luna with her. “You.” She turns and points at me. “Pack your stuff.”
Luna smirks at me. “You’re in trouble, mister.” She smiles and then is ushered out of the bedroom.
The kids are so excited for the trip the next day that when my parents show up to take them out for ice cream, I give a sigh of relief. I quickly run upstairs to take a shower, walking out with a towel around my hips, and one in my hand as I towel off my hair, seeing the bed empty but my closet light on. “What are you doing?” I laugh, making my way over to the closet.
I stop at the entrance in my tracks when I see her wearing one of my T-shirts, my luggage open that I started earlier but then pivoted when the girls asked me to go for ice cream.
She turns to me, the black ring box in her hand, and tears running down her face. “Baby,” I say, taking a step into the closet, my heart is about to come out of my chest for two reasons. One, she found the ring and hates it, or two, she doesn’t want to actually marry me. I feel like I’m going to throw up.
She looks at me and then down at the ring. “I wasn’t snooping,” she whispers. “I just wanted to finish packing for you so we could go to bed.”
“One, I don’t care if you snoop in my clothes,” I say softly. “I have nothing to hide from you.”
“I know.” She looks down at the box in her hand. “The last time I went through his jacket, I found?—”
“Baby,” I say, my heart breaking that this is the memory she has. “I love you,” I tell her, my heart beating in my chest because I know what I’m doing. I mean, I don’t know what I’m doing, but I’m doing it, and it’s nothing like I had planned. “Are you happy?”
“You have no idea.” She shakes her head and smiles through the tears. “I don’t think I’ve ever been this happy before.”
