Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 19107 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 96(@200wpm)___ 76(@250wpm)___ 64(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19107 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 96(@200wpm)___ 76(@250wpm)___ 64(@300wpm)
And tonight, I was going to do something I should have done years ago.
We sat on the porch, a beer in my hand, a glass of wine in hers. Kelsie was curled up next to me, her bare feet in my lap, my fingers tracing her little toes. She was laughing at something dumb I said, and God, I fucking loved the sound of it.
I couldn’t focus on anything but her, mesmerized by the lines of her smile and the tiny crinkles near her eyes when she giggled.
While she told me some stupid shit a patch did earlier today, I put down my beer and reached into my pocket. The little velvet box felt heavy as fuck in my palm as I shifted slightly, facing her.
“Can you believe that?” she asked, and when I didn’t respond, she looked at me and immediately noticed what I held.
“Sweetheart,” I said, my voice thick as nerves I’d never felt before filled me. “You showed me that no matter how ugly the world is, having you in my life, by my side, makes anything and everything worthwhile.” I gently moved her legs off me and stood up before facing her and dropping to my knee.
Her eyes glossed over, and she covered her mouth with her hand as she blindly set her wine glass down with the other.
I opened the box, showing her the ring.
“Marry me, baby.”
She didn’t hesitate. Tears slipped down her cheeks as she whispered, “You know damn well my answer is yes.”
I grinned, my girl pulling a chuckle from me. I slipped the ring on her finger, stood up, and pulled her into my arms. And in that moment, I felt fucking untouchable. I felt invincible.
Because me and Kelsie? We got that happily-fucking-ever-after.
And fuck anyone or anything that tried to change it.
The End.