Page 143 of Truth Or Dare
I head toward her, and press my lips to her cheek, holding out the cotton candy for her to grab. “Hey, pretty girl.”
Her eyes widen at the stick in my hand. “I love you.”
I let out a laugh. “Are you talking to me, or the food?”
She takes a big bite out of the cotton candy and blinks up at me. “Both?”
I scoff out a laugh, wrapping my arms around her. I can’t wait to make her my fiancée.
The sky roars as the fireworks start to go off, and our heads snap to the sky watching as they burst and fill the dark sky with color.
Gabi leans her head against me, and my heart soars. “I can’t believe eight years ago, we were pretty much in the sameposition, but worlds apart,” she says, turning her head to face me.
My jaw tightens when I think back to prom night. How so much happened that night.
“Not for me,” I tell her, clutching her pretty face in my hand.
“No?” she asks, tilting her head.
I shake my head. “Loved you then,” I admit. “Love you now.”
Her lips part, and I swallow.
This is it.
“Actually, I lied.”
Her brows furrow, and she presses her lips together. “You did?”
I nod, swallowing the rock lodged in my throat. Fuck. This is harder than I thought. “I loved you then. I really fucking did. But I can’t say my love for you is the same as it was eight, hell, even ten years ago.” I breathe out a sigh, lifting her chin with my thumb. “Every year, my love for you grows, Gabi. It grows so fast I can’t even keep up.” Her lips part in surprise, and I force myself to continue. “You make my head dizzy,” I admit. “You’re my best friend, my girlfriend, and my favorite person in the world all at once.”
“Chris,” she murmurs, her voice hoarse.
The fireworks are still bursting around us, but I keep my eyes on her.
“I love you more than I can even explain. I love you more than there are grains of sand under our toes.” My eyes start to burn. “I loved you when you were just my best friend, and I love you right now as my girlfriend.” I swallow, locking eyes with her bright, blue ones. “And I want to love you even more as my wife.”
Her eyes widen, and her jaw drops. “What?”
I smooth my thumb over her cheek, before I drop down to one knee, and she covers her mouth, tears building in her eyes.
“Yes!”
I furrow my brows. “I haven’t even asked you, yet.”
“I don’t care,” she says, shaking her head. “It’s yes.”
I tilt my head in amusement. “Will you at least let me ask?”
She nods, tears falling down her face, and I reach for my jacket, and pull out the box, opening it to reveal the ring. “Gabriella Miller. Will you marry me?”
“Yes!” she yells, falling onto her knees to kiss me. I hum a laugh as she continues to press her lips against mine. “Yes. Yes. Yes.”
I let out a laugh, pulling back. “Do you want to see the ring?” I ask, knowing she didn’t even glance before dropping to her knees.
She wipes her eyes, and glances down at the box, taking in the silver ring, engraved with little stars on it. Her eyes widen. “Chris.”
I clutch her face in my hands, and press my lips to hers. “The stars say we’re meant to be, right?”
