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My vision blurs, and I desperately blink away the tears, praying they don’t fall before he has a chance to speak.
The ring is perfect.
Heis perfect.
And both of them are all mine.
The box shakes in his hand. “I practiced my speech a hundred different times, but nothing felt right, so I’m going to wing it and hope you say yes.”
I already said yes thirty minutes ago, during his spontaneous scavenger hunt, but he doesn’t need to know that.
I’m notthatgenerous.
“You told me you wanted to wait a year before we talked about marriage, but I don’t think I can last another day, let alone one hundred and eighty-seven more, before asking you to be my wife.”
My lungs stall as he spins the crank on the side of the box. The opening notes of my favorite song start playing as he plucks the ring from the box and raises it so I can get a better look at the exact one I would have chosen for myself.
“You may have started out as my rival, but you’re so muchmore than that. You’re my business partner and best friend. My greatest challenger and the biggest, brightest green flag there is...and hopefully, my future wife.”
The tight ball in my throat disappears as I break into laughter. His hand holding the ring trembles as he stares up at me with sparkling eyes and the softest smile.
I drop to my knees and cradle his face between my palms. “Yes.”
His lips crash against mine, the ring forgotten as he claims my mouth, sharing a thousand unspoken promises while he kisses me.
Julian was and always will be my first choice, and I plan on spending the rest of our lives showing him that.
He breaks away from the kiss, leaving me breathless as he slides the ring up my ring finger before kissing my knuckles right above it. “What do you say about getting married today?”
I gasp. “Without a dress?”
“Yes or no, Dahlia?”
“Shouldn’t we discuss the pros and cons of not having a traditional wedding—”
He lets out a half groan, half growl that has me breaking out into a fit of giggles.
“Fine. Let’s get married.”
The Founder’s house—now known as ourhome—is buzzing with activity as our families rush to prepare for a spontaneous wedding. None of them seem too surprised by the idea, whichproves Julian had this whole thing planned all along. From my sister having the perfect bridal bouquet already prepared to Josefina being easily able to secure a wedding license on a Saturday of all days, every piece falls into place.
“Beautiful.” My sister snaps a photo of me staring out the window at the gazebo.
Josefina and my mom have their arms wrapped around each other, dabbing at the corners of their eyes while staring at me.
“You all are going to ruin your makeup,” Lily chides before taking another picture.
“Que bella.” Josefina sniffles.
“Mija.” My mom comes over and pulls me into a hug that Lily catches on camera.
I hold out my hands and motion toward Lily and Josefina, who both join our hug.
“Be careful with her hair.”
“And her dress.” Josefina watches out for the satin train.
My sister must have stalked my Pinterest account because every detail, from the lace veil to the white dress sherandomlyhad in her closet, matches what I pictured for myself.
