Page 75 of Niall

“I just ordered some lunch.”

“Great. I’m starving.”

I chuckled. “Okay, I’ll get something with Finn.”

She pushed her hair over her shoulder, her ring catching the light. She saw me looking at it with a smile.

“Something on your mind?” she asked playfully.

I tugged her into the hall. “I want to marry Anna.”

“Good.”

“I have no clue about a ring.” I lifted her hand. “Would she like one like yours, maybe?”

She rolled her eyes. “Absolutely not. This rock would look wrong on Anna’s hand. She is so small it would be an ice rink. It’s even big for me, but Finn…” She trailed off with a shrug.

“What should I look for?”

She pulled out her phone. “I was hoping you’d ask. Just for fun, I got a bridal magazine the other day, and we went through it. Lots of ads for rings. Anna kept looking at one style in particular. I looked up the site for you.” She handed me her phone.

I scrolled through the pictures. “They’re, ah, small.”

“No, the setting is delicate, but the diamond is still a nice size. The craftsmanship is exquisite.” She tapped one picture. “Look at that pink diamond. And the rose gold setting. The intricate band. So romantic.”

It was pretty. And Anna loved pink. “Um, so I order online?”

She huffed. “No, we’ll go to a jeweler, and you can have it made.”

“Probably a size six?” I guessed.

She sighed. “I wear a six and a half. She is a four.”

“Ah.”

“And she likes refined. Pretty. You get the best diamond you can. The very best.”

I looked at her. “And you’ll help.”

She tapped something on her phone, waiting briefly. Then she squeezed my arm. “We’ll go tomorrow. Finn will have lunch with her.”

“So, he knows now?”

“Yes.”

“Okay. Tomorrow it is.”

Downstairs, I found Finn, Roman, and Aldo waiting for me. They had glasses of whiskey, and I helped myself to one.

“Please tell me this is a social visit,” I said. “I can’t take much more.”

Roman chuckled. “In a way, yes. Everything is fine. Done. The official report was arson. No known suspects. The case is closed.” He took a sip of his drink. “And the other is not an issue. It is as if they never existed, so we don’t have to speak of it again.”

“Good.”

He cleared his throat. “Now, on to happy things. First off, I hear congratulations are in order.”

I glared at Finn. “I haven’t asked her yet.”