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“No?” I’m dumbfounded.

More petrified gasps from the crowd.

“I’m so tongue-tied, I’m screwing things up,” she says.

“Oof!” I exhale. “That was going to be the most awkward moment ever known to mankind,” I say. “‘BREAKING NEWS! MISS HOLY CHIC TURNS DOWN BECKETT CHRISTENSEN’S MARRIAGE PROPOSAL IN FRONT OF 2,000 PEOPLE!’”

She giggles.

There’s a collective round of laughter.

My girl takes a deep breath and straightens her shoulders.

With eyes boring into mine, she whispers. “Try again.”

“Marry me, Arianne,” I say. “By the way, this time you’re supposed to say yes. You know… third time’s the charm and all.”

She laughs wholeheartedly.

“Beckett Christensen, I can’t imagine a greater gift than being your wife. Yes! Yes! Yes! A thousand yeses! I’ll marry you, my love!”

The crowd cheers so loud, I’m sure you can hear them all the way in Philadelphia.

I drop her hand so I can open the box.

I lift it up for her approval.

“Holy massive rock!” she says, eyes shining like stars.

Her reaction gets the crowd going again.

I pull out the ring and slip it on my girl’s finger.

“Oh my God! It’s so beautiful!” she says.

“You like it?”

“Are you kidding me? I absolutely love it! It’s my dream ring,” she says. “How did you know?”

“I got a little help.”

“Phoebe?”

“Yes, Phoebe.”

Thanks to her best friend and one of Larkin’s contacts, I got my girl a dazzling five point two carat cushion cut round solitaire set in platinum with accent brilliant diamonds running along the sides. The ring is elegant and feminine… just like Arianne.

I stand up and wrap my arms around her.

“Guess what?” I ask.

She looks up at me. “What?”

“We’re roommates forever now!”

“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” she says.

I turn with her in my arms so we’re facing the crowd.

“She said yes!”

The crowd approves.

“Ladies and gentlemen, I’d like to present to you, soon-to-be Mrs. Christensen!” I shout even louder.

Friends, family, and two thousand strangers are witness to one of the most amazing days of my life. From here on in, I suspect I’ll be accumulating a collection of unforgettable memories with the woman I love.

“Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!” The audience chants.

The first rule of show business is to give people what they want… so I kiss the hell out of my girl.

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