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“Okay, but you probably should’ve led with that one. I don’t think you can top this.”

His gray eyes gleam. “We’ll see. Close your eyes.”

Tugging the sleeves of my sweater over my hands, I cover my eyes. A few moments later, Connor is back, cupping my elbow. He takes a shaking breath, drawing my attention. He’s usually confident no matter what he does.

“Okay, you can look.”

When I lower my hands, Connor kneels on one bent knee in front of me, thumbs stroking the sides of my legs. My eyes go wide.

“Are you—”

“Not if you interrupt with your classic nervous babbling.”

I mime zipping my lips and tossing away the key. It makes him huff out a laugh, a tenderness lighting up his handsome features.

“I’ve known you’re the girl I’d marry since you first challenged me every step of the way with your not so quiet stubbornness and logic. You’re my perfect match”

As a watery puff of amusement escapes me, he pulls out a velvet box, popping the lid back to reveal a ring that steals my breath. It’s two rings fitted together, a sun captured by a moon. An eclipse, like he describes our love. In the center is a pearlescent moonstone. A lump clogs my throat.

“Connor,” I whisper.

He lifts his gaze to meet mine, taking one of my hands. “Thea, I’d wait until the end of time for you. But I need you to know you’re it for me. There’s no one but you.”

I release a garbled, incoherent sound and fall into his arms. He catches me as we collapse to the floor, lips locked together. When we part, he rubs his nose along my cheek, hands cupping my ass.

“What do you say?”

“Yes, obviously.”

He snorts, taking my hand once again. With his eyes burning into my soul, he kisses my ring finger and slides the engagement ring into place.

“I love you so much,” I say. “I didn’t know it was possible to be so happy.”

“Let me keep surprising you. I’m not going to stop now.” He makes me squeal as he holds me tight, climbing to his feet. My arms wind around his neck. “We have a lifetime of surprises ahead of us. Together.”

Together.

When I’m happy, he lifts my spirits higher, and when I’m aching, he holds me while I cry, offering his strength until I restore my own. He takes care of me and I take care of him.

“As long as I’m with you, I feel like I can do anything.”

“You always could.” He sets me down on top of the counter and braces his hands on either side of my hips. “You prove that every day.”

I bite my lip around a wicked smirk I’ve picked up from dating him in the last year. “I’m about to prove something else. With my tongue.”

“God, yes.” Connor steals a quick kiss. “Hold that thought, though. They’re all waiting to come in.”

“Who?”

“Our friends. They all helped get the bakery together, so keeping the proposal a secret from them was impossible. Gemma wanted to camp out behind the counter all sniper style to capture your reaction.”

As he explains, he types out a text on his phone. A minute later, the door opens and everyone in our life spills in. I hop down to meet them, hugging Maisy first before she makes it across the threshold.

“Dude. You’re getting married.”

“Holy crap,” I mumble into her neck.

When we part, the loud rev of a motorcycle cuts into our celebratory moment. We both look up as Fox Wilder glares at Maisy from across the street, sitting on his bike. She stiffens, breaking their tense staring match first.

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