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I searched high and low for a ring, then it hit me. I needed to make it. Maisy has never been a girl that cares about diamonds, more happy to make a bracelet or necklace out of stones she finds meaning in. Jewelry wasn’t something I’d tacked in my tinkering before, but Maisy is my muse and I’m damn proud of what I made.
The ring I crafted is her, me, us. Gold and silver metal twist together to shape it, twining around two stones, one her favorite crystal, amethyst, and the other a small piece of polished sea glass I picked up for her—both we found while walking on the beach. Around the stones I formed golden petals out of hammered metal.
Her muffled voice cooing to the porch cats has me sitting up straight on the couch. Despite the shower, my palms prickle with sweat. I rub them on my jeans and wait for her to come through the door.
“I’m home,” she calls.
“I’m right here.”
A warm smile turns on me and I swipe my tongue over my lower lip. I love this beautiful girl. Her light brown hair is up in a topknot and he
r loose workout crop top reveals her tan skin I’m itching to taste. I can never get enough.
Maisy drops her keys in a bowl I made and joins me on the couch with a content sigh. “How was your morning? Did you finish on the Camaro?”
“Just about.” My arm drapes over her shoulder. “Got something for you.”
“Yeah?”
I motion with a jerk of my chin to the table, where her daisy is waiting. She makes a happy noise and picks it up. Every day for the last year I’ve given her a flower I picked.
The ring slips off the stem and she catches it with quick reflexes before it drops to the floor.
“Hey, this is…” Maisy trails off as she gets a good look at the daisy-shaped ring in her palm.
Her gaze darts from the daisy, to the ring I made just for her, to me as I sink to the floor on one knee, pulling her down to sit on my thigh. Her arms automatically loop around my shoulders, absently tracing my tattoos. Those gorgeous hazel eyes widen.
“Oh.” It comes out on a surprised sigh.
My gaze bounces between hers. “I promised a long time ago that I’d marry you one day because you’re my daisy. What do you say?”
Maisy’s breath hitches and she digs her fingers into my muscles. Her mouth curves into a wide grin. “I say yes.”
A well of happiness overflows in my chest and I crush her to me, releasing a short laugh against her hair.
“You made this?” she asks when I lean back.
“Do you like it?”
“I love it.” Her gaze is warm and fond as she tilts the ring side to side to study the details I put into it. “I recognize the stones. It’s perfect.”
I swoop in to kiss her, closing my fingers over the ring. With my forehead resting against hers, we both watch as I guide the engagement ring onto her finger.
“You’re perfect, little daisy,” I murmur. “You make me happy.”
A soft, affectionate sound escapes her and I lift up, situating us back on the couch with her in my lap.
“So, locking it down, huh?” Maisy sasses.
I smack her thigh with a low growl. “You’ve known since you were eight that I wanted to marry you.”
“Yeah, before you decided to hate me for ten years.”
“Even then, I wanted you, baby. Especially then.”
She cups my face with one hand and bumps her nose against mine.
My phone vibrates and I fish it out of my back pocket. “That’s probably Lucas or Colt. They knew today was the day I was springing the question on you. They’re not going to leave us alone to celebrate until I let them know how it went.”
