Wild Heart (Viper's Heart Duet Book 2)(101)By: Beth Ehemann
“Fine. You can go up to sleep. On your way out of the kitchen, can you grab the big pot from the cabinet and set it on the island?”
I rolled my eyes. “I seriously can’t believe you’re going to cook at four o’clock in the morning. If you were hungry, you should have said something. That’s what Taco Bell is for.” I bent over and grabbed the big silver pot and set it on the island . . . then I froze.
The pot was one I’d never seen before, and something was engraved on the lid. I squinted my eyes and leaned in closer to read it.
Every pot has a lid. You’re my lid. Will you marry me?
My eyes shot open as I straightened up and looked over at a grinning Viper.
“What . . . how . . . when . . .”
“You do that stuttering thing a lot, you know that?” He walked over, lifted the lid of the pot, and pulled out a black velvet ring box. Opening it, he got down on one knee. He licked his lips, took a deep breath, and smiled up at me. “Well. Will you?”
Ten minutes ago I’d been exhausted and practically crawling up the stairs, but suddenly I was wide-awake and fighting back tears.
“Oh my God, Viper. Yes!” I put my hand over my mouth as he stood and wrapped his arms around me. “I don’t even know what to say.”
“You already said the most important thing, so you don’t have to say anything else.” We stood in the kitchen, hugging and swaying back and forth for at least two minutes as tears dripped from my eyes onto his shirt.
“Here,” he said as he eventually pulled back. “I want to see how this looks on you.” He took the ring from the box and placed it on my shaky left hand.
I stared down at the ring. It was a simple diamond set in a platinum, antique-looking band. “Viper, this is beautiful.”
“I’m glad you think so. It’s Gam’s.”
“What?” My eyes shot up to his.
“I told Gam a while ago that I was going to propose, and she insisted that I use the ring that my grandfather gave her. Well, the stone anyway. I had it reset.”
“I already loved it, but that makes it one hundred times better.”
“The only thing she asked is that we leave it to Maura one day. She wants her only great-granddaughter to have it after us.” He pressed his lips together and lifted the corner of his mouth in a sweet, humble smile.
“Your grandmother is an amazing woman.”
He nodded. “She is. And she helped raise me, so of course I turned out pretty amazing, too.”
“I’ll agree with that.” I hooked my arms around his neck and pressed my lips against his. His hands slid down my sides and cupped my bottom as he opened his mouth for a deeper kiss. “Wanna go upstairs and show me just how amazing you are?”
“Fuck yes!” He grabbed my hand and led me around the house behind him as he locked the doors and shut all the lights off.
“By the way, what would you have done if I’d gone right upstairs and didn’t get the pot for you?” I asked matter-of-factly.
He glanced back and raised a sexy eyebrow at me. “How do you know that ring hasn’t been sitting in there for months already? It’s not like you take the pots out to cook very often, so for all you know it’s been sitting in there for a long time.”
“You’re such an asshole.” I rolled my eyes.
He shot me a wink and tossed me playfully onto the bed. “I am, but I’m your asshole. Forever and ever.”