Page 88 of Resisting my Roommate

“I thought it might be tough. Which is why I settled on my third option.”

“And what’s that?”

“This.”

He drops to one knee, causing a gasp to escape.

I knew he was up to something, considering he obviously bribed Chappy to pull me over in the exact place he did last year.

But this?

I never expected this. Didn’t think he’d want to go down this road. Like I’ve told him time and again, I don’t care if we evertake this step. I just want to be with him, as his girlfriend, wife, life partner. It doesn’t matter.

Taking my hand in his, he looks up at me with those deep brown eyes that I fell for the instant we met. The world fades away and in this moment, it feels like it’s only us.

“A year ago, a runaway bride walked into my bar. Some might say that sounds like the beginning of a really bad joke. For me, it was the start of something I hadn’t expected.” His words catch in his throat and he swallows hard before admitting, “It was the start of my life.”

Tears well in my eyes and I struggle to choke back a sob as he pours out his heart, giving voice to his feelings. It’s a stark change from last year when he kept them locked up tight.

“I’ve loved you since the moment you burst through those doors, even if I was too afraid to admit it at first. Since then, my love has only grown stronger with every day.

“You make me want things I never thought possible. You make me want to have a family. You make me want to grow old with someone. You make me want to have it all. So please, Abbey. Let me have it all with you. Marry me.”

He retrieves a black velvet box from his pocket and flips it open to reveal a stunning round-cut solitaire that sparkles in the sunlight. I’ve never seen anything so beautiful. And I’m not talking about the ring.

I’m talking about the man kneeling before me.

“I thought love was a horrible reason to get married,” I tease, recalling our first conversation during my bachelorette party.

His eyes shine with adoration. “You’ve proven me wrong before. I’m hoping you’ll prove me wrong again.”

“I’m pretty sure I can.” I beam.

“Is that a yes?” Hope builds in his eyes.

“That’s a yes,” I confirm, tears of joy streaming down my face.

Without hesitation, he slides the ring onto my finger before jumping to his feet. The sound of cheers and applause fade into the background, his lips crashing against mine as he holds me like he never plans on letting me go.

And I know he won’t.

We’re exactly where we belong.

Together.

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