Page 49 of The Right Stuff


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“I can’t believe you did that for me. This means so much to me, to see it again. Thank you.”

“It’s yours, even if you say no, it’s yours. But if you say yes, it’s just the beginning. We can build something great together. Say you’ll marry me.”

Her eyes cloud with confusion. “I want to say yes, but don’t you want to date for a while first? It seems so rash, so sudden.”

“I don’t want to wait. I will if you want to, but I’ve been living my life in neutral long enough.”

“Wait, did you know about this setup today? Why did you have the ring in your pocket?’

I chuckle. “I always have the ring in my pocket. But I was planning on getting you alone next week, at the real party. Maybe tying you to my bed until you said yes.”

Her eyes twinkle with mischief. “Is that still an option?”

My dick swells at the thought. “Say yes, Gertrude.”

“If I say yes, you promise to tie me to your bed?”

“I promise.”

“Can Fifi be in the wedding?”

“You’re killing me. Please say yes. Please say...shit. I knew I would screw this up. I love you. I didn’t say that yet. I love you. And I love your stupid rat-like dog. And I love the terrible, wonderful things you do to my bar. I missed you so damn much and I really want to tie you to my bed, so hurry and say yes so I can lock this damn door. We’re closed for a private party.”

“I love you, too. If you can wait to marry me until I get my MBA, then yes.”

“You want to wait?”

“We can live in sin and have obnoxious sex whenever you want—but I want to finish school before I plan a wedding. And Megan is not getting near any of the planning.”

I slide the ring on her finger and the rest of my life begins.










Epilogue

Nash

Two Years Later

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