Page 311 of By His Rule

Holy shit, I’m marrying Kian Callahan.

“I’m not sure you should be laughing right now,” he says when I break our kiss.

“It’s happy, I promise.”

He studies me closely before his own smile emerges.

“You just asked me to marry you,” I say in disbelief.

“I did. And…you said yes.”

I sit back as he holds the jewelry box between us, and I finally look down.

“Oh wow,” I breathe, taking in the untraditional ring. There’s a large emerald with smaller diamonds on either side. The green is the exact same color as Kian’s eyes. I haven’t put it on yet and I’m already obsessed.

Kian plucks it from the cushion and holds it out for me. My hand trembles as I lift it, and it only gets worse as he slides the ring into place.

“Oh my god,” I whisper, the significance of the moment hitting me full force. But it’s soon forgotten when Kian suddenly bellows, “She said yes,” scaring the ever-loving shit out of me before a loud cheer erupts from the balconies around us.

“They knew?” I ask, although the answer is obvious.

“Well, I asked Wilder and Hendrix for permission to marry their big sister, and it just kinda got out.”

“You did not,” I gasp.

Kian shrugs. “I totally did. I needed to make sure the most important men in your life approved of me being their big brother.”

A laugh tumbles from my throat.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, Mrs. Callahan.”

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