Page 55 of Tempting Bo
It looks like something out of a movie.
The sun sets slowly behind the crop of trees at the edge of the property, casting everything in a warm orange glow. It's still pretty cold out, and the temperature will only drop once the sun properly disappears, but I'm sure Bo won't mind if I steal a coat from his room. Or just tuck my hands in the pockets of the one he's wearing.
Maggie ditches me as soon as we make it past the porch steps, scampering off to convince Oakley to let her have a beer. My mom and Hailey are wrapped up in conversation, David chuckling as he joins in every so often. Bo immediately disentangles himself from the group when he sees me.
I make my way over to him, drawn in like a magnet, and he holds out his arms with a delighted smile. He’s a bit more dressed up than I expected—although with him, all that means is a clean shirt and jeans without holes in them. Still, he looks good, wavy brown hair combed back out of his face and his stubble shaved to the barest shadow along his jaw.
“Are we celebrating successfully banishing the wicked witch?” I ask with a grin.
He laughs as he wraps me up in a hug, squeezing me tight.
“Something like that. Did you have a fun girl’s day?”
He's all jittery energy and wide smiles, bouncing on his heels as I tell him about the day and how nice it was to spend time with Maggie.
We chat for a little about nothing important, but then Bo clears his throat and takes my hands in his. I raise an amused brow as he squares his shoulders and rakes his gaze over my face.
“I wrote a whole speech, but I'm real bad at memorizing stuff, and I can hardly think when you're in front of me,” he says, his voice soft and sincere, but plenty loud enough to carry. Everyone stops chattering and turns to look at us as my heart does somersaults in my chest. “I'm just so glad you're here. I'mso glad you’re with me. I love you so much, and I don't ever want you to go anywhere.”
If I didn't know better, I’d say he was gearing up for a proposal.
Oh shit. Ohshit.
I got a haircut, and my nails done, and Maggie talked me into buying a pretty new dress and wearing it tonight. And Bo is spilling his heart out in front of his family, his hands shaking a little where they hold onto mine.
There's no way this is real.
There's no way this is happening.
“I don't want to spend a single day without you by my side, Kenz.”
He drops my hands and fumbles in his pocket, pulling out a small velvet box. My hands fly up to cover my mouth as I laugh, but there's no hiding the shocked, thrilled smile on my face. He gets on one knee in front of me and pries the box open.
Inside lies the most gorgeous ring I've ever seen in my life. The center is a small, teardrop shaped diamond, surrounded by tiny, glittering green stones. It's set in delicately wrought gold twisted to look like leaves.
My heart damn near flies out of my chest.
I'm nodding before he even gets the words out.
“MacKenzie Cross, will you make me the luckiest man in the world? Will you marry me?”
I don't even know if I say yes.
I shriek and squeal and toss myself into his arms, littering his face with kisses. I laugh, lyrical and bright, as he slips the ring over my finger, and I stare at it for a second before cupping his face and kissing him again.
I feel so light, so perfect, sohappy.
He picks me up and spins me like a princess, his lips never once leaving mine.
“God, Bo.” I giggle the words against his mouth. “I'm going to be your wife.”
“Damn right you are,” he says proudly.
The rest of the night is a whirlwind of congratulations and pictures, and I cling to Bo’s side through it all. The ring glitters beautifully under the light of the moon as the sun finally sets, and I don't think I'll ever get tired of looking at it.
I won't ever get tired of any of this.
I finally got my own happy ending, and I'm going to hold onto it with everything I've got.
