Page 184 of Say Yes to the Nemesis
He grins and pulls me down for a kiss. “Good. Because I already told Coach T that I was interested.”
“You were that sure I’d say yes?”
“I was hopeful.”
“Just hopeful?”
“Okay, I was pretty sure. You’re crazy about me.”
“I am crazy about you.”
“I know.”
“So what happens now?” I ask.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, we did the hard part. We fell in love, we survived reality television, we figured out how to be together in the real world. What’s next?”
Ryan is quiet for a moment, thinking. “I don’t know. More of this, I guess. Wake up together, go to work, and come home to each other. Fight about stupid things and make up. Build something that lasts.”
“That sounds pretty good.”
“It does, doesn’t it?”
“Boring, but good.”
“Boring is underrated.”
“Says the man who proposed on live television.”
“I didn’t propose on live television. I declared my love on live television. There’s a difference.”
“Is there?”
“When I propose, it’ll be private. Just us. No cameras, no audience, no producers trying to manipulate the moment.”
“Whenyou propose?”
“You heard me.”
“Ryan,” I admonish.
“What?”
“You just saidwhen.”
“Did I?”
“You did.”
He’s quiet for a moment. I can feel his heart beating faster under my palm.
“Hypothetically,” he says finally, “if I were to propose, how do you think you’d respond?”
“Hypothetically?”
“Hypothetically.”
