Page 28 of Merrily You

“Danny. I love you. I have loved you for most of my life. You have bewitched me, body and soul.” She grinned, and I knew that was a line fromPride and Prejudice. Of course she’d quoted one of her favorite books. “I don’t know who I would be if I hadn’t met you, and I don’t want to find out. Say you’ll marry meso we can spend the rest of our lives together. My best friend and my wife.”

I nodded, barely getting out the word “yes” before she hugged me hard and then sat back so I could have my turn.

“It feels weird going second. I’ve been trying to figure out the right words to say to you in this moment for months. I don’t know how many times I tried to write down how I feel about you, but there weren’t enough words, or the right ones haven’t been invented yet. Until they are invented, or I figure them out, I can only say that I love you. You’ll always be my best friend. Will you marry me?”

“Yes!” She screamed and threw herself at me, causing us both to topple over onto the floor as the room erupted in cheering and good wishes.

Somehow, we managed to jam the rings on our fingers before we were engulfed in hugs from anyone and everyone.

Once we finally found each other again, glasses of champagne were pressed into our hands.

“To love!” Holiday yelled out.

“To love!” Everyone echoed.

She pulled me closer. “To us.”

I tapped my glass against hers. “To us.”

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