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I slipped out the door, putting my back to it and appreciating the view as she closed the distance between us.
“Where are your crutches?” I asked, looking at the walking boot on her lower leg. She was still supposed to be using them even if she now had a boot.
“I needed a break from them.”
I made a face and strode forward to sweep her up into a bridal-style hold. Kinda fitting for the occasion, right?
“I can walk,” she protested.
“Your ankle is still healing,” I refuted. It was healing, but she still needed to be careful.
“What are we meeting here for?” she asked, leaning up to peek over my shoulder.
I made a tsking sound. “Eyes on me.”
“It’s not a bad view,” she replied.
Yeah, I had this in the bag.
“You trust me?” I asked.
“More than anyone.”
“Don’t open your eyes until I say.”
She closed them like the good girl she was, and I carried her inside, stopping just in front of the pool. “All right. You can look.”
I forgot to be nervous for a few when I watched her crack one eye slightly and then the other. She blinked slowly and then turned her face to look at the pool.
Her gasp echoed around the quiet space and amped up the nerves she’d just managed to calm.
“Oh my God.” She exhaled the words, hand slapping into my chest to bunch in my shirt. Her face remained turned away, though, and it kinda made me a little grouchy. I wanted her attention. I also wanted to see the look on her face as she took in everything I did.
Okay, we. I had help.
But this was my idea.
Well, Madison helped with that too.
Whatever. You know what I mean.
“Ben, did you do this?”
This was why I was marrying her. She knew it was all me.
I didn’t answer right away, and she tapped my chest and then lifted her face. God, she was fucking beautiful.
“You like it?”
She made a sound and wiggled to get down. After placing her on her feet, I moved to her back so I could wrap my arms around her from behind.
“This is incredible,” she said, awed. “I never thought this pool could look so romantic.”
Dropping my chin on her shoulder, I stared at the pool that was filled with floating white flowers that lit up in the center. They were of various sizes, all white, and gliding slowly through the rippling water.
Besides the hundreds of glowing flowers (bro, I mean hundreds of them) large clear plastic balls floated around like giant bubbles. White string lights lined the deck and draped overhead. Paper lanterns sat in groupings around the corners, and there was a bridge lined with more lanterns and string lights leading from one side of the pool to the other.
“Where did you get a bridge?” she asked, pointing.
