Pucked Off (The Pucked Series)(134)

By: Helena Hunting

I flip open the box, hoping she can see the ring in the semi-darkness. The coats are obstructing the light.

Because she is who she is, Poppy drops to her knees with me and takes my face in her hands. “You didn’t even phrase it as a question.”

“What?” All I know is it’s not a yes.

She giggles. The sound is pure and sweet. “You didn’t make it a yes or no question.”

“You’re really gonna gimme a hard time about this? Now?”

“Of course, I’ll marry you.”

“You’re sure? Is that your yes?”

She kisses me, once, twice, a third time. “Yes. Of course. There’s no one else I’d rather be loved by than you. Give me the ring.”

I laugh, and so does she while she kisses me. Our tongues twine and tangle. I keep going until she’s breathless; then I take her shaking hand in mine and slip the ring on her finger.

“It’s so beautiful.”

“I want you forever,” I whisper.

“I’m yours,” she whispers back. “I’ve been yours since you stole my first kiss.”

“I’m still not sorry.”

“Neither am I.”