“You make me so happy,” I told him.
It was hard to imagine my life without him. How did I ever live before I met him? It was impossible to believe we hadn’t even known each other a month and a half ago and that we hadonlybeen together for just over a month.
I guess being happy was catching and addictive. Maybe distortion of time was one of the side effects.
“Ditto,” he said.
I laughed, and he cupped my cheeks, holding my face like it was the most precious thing in the world.
“What?” I asked this time.
“Nothing,” he said. “I just remembered something.” I grimaced. He smirked. “Happiness is in front of you.”
I was about to ask him what he was talking about, and then it hit me.
The fortune cookie on our first date at the Chinese restaurant in D.C.
It had seemed like a cheesy message at the time, something pre-packaged and given to their customers to end their dinner on a good note.
But now, thinking back, I couldn’t help but feel like it was something else.
Fate.
“It was true,” he said.
“Damn right,” I said and put my hands over his shoulders and gave him a kiss.
Someone from the party wolf-whistled, but I didn’t pay them any mind. It was probably Luke.
“Here,” Adam said and put his hand in the inside pocket of his jacket.
I stayed close to him and looked down at what he was holding.
A fortune cookie.
“What is that?” I asked and used one hand to take it from him.
He shrugged.
“I thought we’d try our fortune again since it worked out so well the first time,” he said.
I chuckled and withdrew my other hand from him so I could use both of them to break the cookie.
But, instead of a piece of paper, something fell off onto the floor.
No.
Adam went down to pick it up and held it out for me.
A ring.
It was a silver band with quartz running through the middle. My favorite stone.
“W-what are you doing?” I asked, fully aware that the room had gone terribly quiet.
He shrugged and looked to the side.
Yaya, standing next to Zara, both ladies beaming. Zara gave us a nod, and Adam turned back to me.