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“That’s not important.”

“Owen.”

“Skye, listen, if you’re going to be with me, you have to accept the fact that I spend money a lot more frivolously than many people. I can afford to, and I can’t take the money with me when I die, so I might as well get some enjoyment out of it now.”

“That’s fair, I guess,” I said, taking a sip of my wine, wondering how much it cost.

“Anyway, he has a seven-course meal planned for us, so I hope you’re hungry.”

“Seven courses? I can’t eat that much food.”

“Don’t worry, it’s seven French courses. Nowhere near the size of American ones.”

I smiled at him and shook my head a bit. I had no idea where this night was heading, but so far, it was turning out to be pretty incredible.

Several dishes later,we were nearing the end of the most incredible meal I’d ever eaten. Whatever Owen had paid the man was definitely worth the money, and I made a mental note not to question his judgment ever again.

The chef returned with crème brûlée for dessert, one of my absolute favorite dishes, but Owen hesitated a moment before he started digging in. I had already shoveled a huge bite into my mouth when I looked up to see him smiling at me.

“What?” I asked, crumbs flying out of my mouth.

He laughed, but didn’t say anything. Just handed me a napkin as I sheepishly cleaned myself up. I swallowed my food and waited for him to say something, but he just continued to watch me.

“What’s going on?”

“You’re just so beautiful. I can’t believe the past two weeks have been real. It has honestly felt like a fairytale.”

I smiled, hoping I didn’t have any food in my teeth. I didn’t need to embarrass myself any more tonight than I already had.

“I agree with all of that,” I said.

“I just, um, I wanted to talk to you about something. Or, uh, ask you something, I guess.”

“Okay…” I said hesitantly.

“We’ve known each other for a long time. And even though we lost touch, it feels like the past two weeks have made up for the last twenty years. I honestly feel like we didn’t lose any time at all. And I think it really says something about our friendship that we were able to fall back into a rhythm so easily. Not anyone can do that.”

I wasn’t sure what to say, and I didn’t want to interrupt whatever else Owen had on his mind, so I just watched him intently and waited for him to go on.

“This may seem sudden, or maybe it’s a bit too quick but, Skye, I can’t imagine spending another day of my life without you.”

“Wha—” I said with a gasp as he reached for his pocket.

He stood from the table and walked around to my side, slowly grabbing my hand and lowering himself down to one knee. He pulled a small black box out in front of him and slowly opened it, revealing the most stunning ring I had ever seen.

“Skye Harris, please, will you marry me?”

“Are you serious?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

He opened his mouth to respond, but no words came out.

“Of course I will marry you! I can’t believe you even had to ask!”

“Wait, you’re saying yes?”

“Yes!”

I rose to my feet and pulled him up with me. My hands were shaking more than ever, and I didn’t know what else to say. I was shocked. Speechless. Surprised. And absolutely thrilled. I may not have known what was going to happen that night, but I certainly wasn’t expectingthat.

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