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“Yep,” Misha agreed readily. “But if it’s what they wanted, then more power to them.”
Jay had no idea what Misha would want for a wedding, but he was going to find out soon. Hopefully.
After a delicious meal, there was a brief program with speeches from Janessa and Wade, as well as his parents. Then it was time for all the fun stuff. Jay got up with Misha when it was time for the bouquet toss, planning to cheer her on from the sidelines.
Aria met his gaze and gave him a wink before glancing over at where the single ladies were all gathered. There was a plan for this, but he didn’t know if it would go like they wanted. If this part didn’t, it wasn’t a big deal. What he needed to go perfectly would come a little while later.
“Okay, all you single ladies,” Jackson said, somehow having been granted access to the mic. “Let’s get lined up and see who’s about to get hitched next. And if you’re looking for a handsome man with a great sense of humor, I am available.”
Laughter filled the room as the women lined up, jokingly jostling with each other.
“Everyone ready?” Aria called out.
As the women cheered, she took one more look over her shoulder, then whipped the bouquet over her head. It flew with an amazing accuracy right to Misha. She didn’t even have to fight for it.
When the bouquet landed in her hands, Misha stared down at it for a long moment before she looked over at Jay. He grinned at her, then joined in with the clapping and whistling.
“Just a reminder that I’m still available,” Jackson said. “Since Misha already has a man of her own.”
“That was unexpected,” Misha said when she joined Jay again, the flowers clutched in her hand. “Now I have two bouquets from this lovely day.”
They went back to the table, where Denise sat next to a stroller that held a sleeping Ciara. She smiled when she spotted the bouquet in her daughter’s hands. Denise was aware of the plan for the evening, and she’d been excited from the moment Jay had first spoken to her about it.
Peyton came up to Jay, his eyes wide. “Can I get a cupcake? They just cut the cake and said we could get cupcakes now.”
“How about you get one for Misha first?” Jay suggested.
“Okay!” Before he could say anything more, Peyton dashed off. Kayleigh was there and bent to talk to him before nodding. When Peyton returned, Kayleigh trailed him with a couple of plates.
“Here you guys go,” Kayleigh said, setting the two plates in front of Jay.
“Here’s your cupcake,” Peyton said, handing Misha the plate he held.
She smiled at him, then bent to give him a kiss on the forehead. He’d only been receptive to her affection in the last three months, and in the past month, he’d initiated it with her.
Peyton moved to stand beside Jay, watching Misha as she pulled the wrapper from the cupcake, then used her fork to take a bite. Charli was talking to her as she took a couple more bites, then Misha set her fork down and pulled out a foil wrapped disk from inside the cupcake.
Misha frowned as she looked at it. “What is this?”
“Maybe Dad should check it out for you,” Peyton suggested as he leaned against Jay.
“Weird,” Misha said as she handed it to Jay.
Peyton shared a conspiratorial grin with Jay as he unwrapped the foil that he’d wrapped the day before. He’d handed it off to Kayleigh, who had taken care of getting it to the right person. They’d slid it into a cupcake for him, then kept that one separate so Kayleigh could give it to Peyton.
Jay had been a little leery about handing over a diamond ring to a stranger, but Kayleigh had insisted everything would be fine, and she had come through.
“What is it?” Misha asked, leaning forward as Jay removed the wrapping completely. Her eyes widened when she spotted the ring. “Is that…?”
Going down on one knee on the carpet, Jay held the ring out to her. “Misha, I have spent the past year falling more and more in love with you. You’re an amazing woman, and I love who I am when I’m with you. I also love how you’ve opened your heart, not just to me, but to Peyton too. We both love you, and we want to know if you and Ciara would like to become part of our family. Misha, will you marry me?”
Her mouth hung open as she stared at him, her hand pressed to her heart. “You want to marry me?”
“I do,” Jay assured her. “I can’t imagine spending the rest of my life with anyone but you.”
“I love you, Jay,” she said, her eyes growing damp. “Both you and Peyton.”
“Is that a yes, Misha?” Charli asked. “I think Jay needs a yes.”
