Page 164 of Dear Grumpy Boss

I pulled my head back from hers, and the plans I’d made for how I was going to do this slipped away. I didn’t want to wait a second longer.

“Elise.”

“Yes?”

“Will you marry me?”

Her lids popped open wide. “What?”

“I have a ring. It’s in my backpack. I’ll give it to you when you say you’ll marry me.”

Her mouth fell open. “What?”

“You said that.”

“Are you asking me to marry you?”

“Why are you so shocked? I love you. I’m never going to stop loving you. I want you to be my wife.” My brow dropped. “You haven’t said yes.”

“I’m just really surprised, Weston. We’re going camping!”

Fed up with not getting the answer I wanted, I flung her off me and onto her back, wedging my hips between her spread thighs. She smiled up at me.

“Say yes,” I ordered.

A delighted laugh burst out of her. “Yes. Obviously yes! I can’t wait to marry you, West. I love you so much.”

Closing my eyes, I lowered my forehead to hers. “Thank god. You had me worried for a second. This wasn’t how I wanted to do it. There was going to be a sunrise, a walk—”

“This was perfect.” Her arms wound around my shoulders. “I love that you couldn’t wait.”

“You’re going to be my wife.”

“You’re going to be my husband.”

“Soon.”

“Soon,” she agreed.

My eyes opened, finding hers locked on mine. “Are you happy, baby?”

“The happiest I’ve ever been.”

Even with my brother bumbling around in the living room and the two upcoming days of next to no privacy with Elise’s brother sleeping in the next tent, I’d never in my life been this utterly, wholly content. I had the friends, the family, the success, and most importantly, the girl of my dreams.

Maybe happy endings weren’t so unbelievable.