Come to the bedroom for one last surprise.

Ryan could barely contain her excitement as her shoes tapped across the wood floor. She pushed open the door to her bedroom and gasped, dropping the note.

The whole room was filled with flowers, in vases and pots, and petals were scattered across the floor and bed. Ryan’s eyes caught a last note amidst the red and pink petals and walked forward to pick it up.

Turn around.

She turned to see Gregg coming through the door in a button-down white shirt and the Valentine’s tie she’d left on his desk this morning. It was light pink with a big red heart in the middle that lit up like a strobe light. She had found it at Spencer’s gifts and thought it was hilarious.

Gregg came forward, but instead of embracing her like she thought he would, he kneeled in front of her. She held her breath as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a little black box. He popped it open with a snap and a lovely three-stone diamond ring glittered up at her.

She looked into his nervous face with wide eyes as he said, “Ryan. I love you. I love you for your snarky comments and your playful teasing. I love you for the way you bite your lip when you’re nervous and the way your eyes flash when you’re angry. I love your beauty and your strength, and I want to give you all of me for the rest of our lives. I promise in turn to be the best husband I can be for you, if you let me. I want you to give me every part of you to love, all your insecurities and your doubts, and I will spend the rest of our lives kissing them away until all you see is the wonderful woman that I love. Please make me the happiest man alive.”

Ryan’s eyes filled with tears. “You are asking me to marry you, right?”

He gave her a funny smile, “Was that not obvious?”

She reached out her and took the tiny box from him, holding it in her palm. She stared down at the beautiful ring and pulled it out, then held it out to the equally beautiful man on his knees before her. “Will you put it on me?”

He took the ring and slipped it onto her ring finger slowly. It fit perfectly, and her tears spilled over with abandon. She smiled through them and chided, “You still have to ask the question.”

He shook his head, his smile never faltering. “Ryan Marie Ashton, will you please put me out of my misery and marry me?”

“You know, you could be a little—”

He stood up and pulled her tightly against him, cutting off her teasing. He kissed every piece of exposed flesh he could find, finally settling his mouth over hers. She kissed him back for all she was worth, and they were both breathing heavily when he pulled back enough to ask, “Can’t you just say yes?”

“Yes,” she said, her voice hushed. “Yes I want to marry you. I love you.”

He kissed her again. “I love you. Do you like the ring?”

She nodded enthusiastically. “I adore it.”

He smiled widely and squeezed her affectionately. “So did I ruin your hatred of Valentine’s Day?”

She laughed huskily. “Not fully. It took me almost twenty years for my hatred to fester. I figure it’s going to take at least twenty more years to counter act all that loathing.”

“Twenty years of Valentine’s Days? I suppose I could do that.”

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