But I already know.
She’s my person, and I’ve never wanted anything more than this.
“I love you,” she whispers, her hand sliding down to tangle with mine. “Time to go show you off.”
“Isn’t it supposed to be the other way around with you being the bride?”
“Later. Right now, just let me brag about hitting the fiancé jackpot.”
Laughing, I press a kiss to her temple. “Then by all means, Beautiful, let’s go tell them all.”
THE END
