Page 52 of Love, Lies, and Celtic Knots

“The gold medal for innovative white wine blend goes to the Celtic Knot Winery.”

“Yeah, baby!” Alex mutters as he beams at me and then winks.

“And for the one you’ve all been waiting for: the overall winery of the year. The gold medal goes to the Celtic Knot Winery.”

I gasp, stunned. We’ve done it!

“Woo hoo!” Alex shouts as he pumps a fist in the air. He snags me by the waist and twirls me around. “We did it, baby!”

And he’s right—we did.Wereally did do it.

Alex stops abruptly and sets me on my feet. “I’ve been waiting for the perfect time for weeks, and I couldn’t choose a better time than right now.” He pulls a small linen bag from his front pocket and drops to one knee. Extracting a ring, he lifts it for me to see. My gaze takes in the huge sparkling diamond, its brilliant facets gleaming in the light.

“Alex, what?—”

“Marry me, Soph. Make me the happiest man on the planet,” he urges, his heart in his eyes.

“I have a better idea,” I answer with a huge grin, lifting my hand so he can slide the ring on my finger. “Let’s make each other the happiest people on the planet.”

“Deal!” And he seals our promise with a kiss.

Every love story has its own ending, but the danger, secrets, and passion continue. Don’t stop now—turn the page to discover what happens next!

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