Page 105 of Tangled Trust

"What did you do?" I gasp.

"Open it," Carter egged me on.

"Oh, Carter," I say as I flip open the box, "it’s…"

I look up and see Carter’s smirk. He looks like a naughty schoolboy.

"It’s a car key," I say, trying my best not to sound disappointed.

"Uh-huh. Come with me."

I follow Carter outside to the driveway. He points proudly to the most beautiful car I’ve ever seen.

"Oh, my goodness. What is it?"

"It’s a Ferrari SF90 Spider. I thought you’d like zipping around in something a little more your speed than an SUV," he grins.

"Oh, wow! It’s gorgeous! It’s too much, Carter."

"Nothing’s too much when it comes to you, Ella. Want to take it for a spin?"

"Do I?" I grin and get into the driver’s seat.

"Oh, do me a favor, Ella. Pass me the manual in the glove box, please."

"Sure."

I open the glovebox, and out falls a box.

"Oops. Here, this…"

It’s a ring box.

"You’re messing with me, aren’t you?" I say.

"I can’t help it. You should see your face. Go ahead. Open it."

"It isn’t the key to a Boeing, is it?" I grin.

"No," he smirks.

I open the box, and inside is a ridiculously beautiful blue diamond set in platinum. It’s the biggest stone I’ve ever seen. The engagement ring is spectacular!

"Ella Jones-Parker, will you marry me?" Carter chuckles.

"Yes, you precious man. I’ll marry you."

"I think I’m going to keep calling you Jones," he says, kissing me passionately.

"You can call me whatever you like. As long as you call me, Carter Moore."

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"You look beautiful, Ella," Aunt Sue coos.

"I look like an earthworm that swallowed a pebble. No, better make that a boulder," I sigh and pull on the waistline of my dress.

"Oh, stop complaining," Anna bosses me around. "You’re about to marry the world’s sexiest and arguably sweetest man. Who cares what you look like?"

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