She pulls back, glaring at me teasingly. “So are you asking?”
I shake my head at her. “No. This is Mick’s day. But don’t worry, it’ll happen.”
Cassie grumbles at me and makes to pull away. I grip her tighter and let out a chuckle. “I’m not letting you get away that easily.”
“Yeah, well,” she starts, but trails off with no comeback. It’s cute that she thought I was proposing.
As if I wouldn’t make an absolute spectacle of us when I do it. It has to be more than whispered words on a dance floor.
We sway for several more minutes, letting the music take us, and I close my eyes, resting my head against hers.
This has been a long, drawn-out journey, and I couldn’t believe we’d actually made it. All our ups and our downs, our hateful words and our spirited fighting, our falling in love and making each other laugh—it all led to here.
To this moment.
The road ahead may be hard, and we would face a million challenges with each other, both with our work and our relationship.
Cassie’s book had been published, and people from all over the world were falling in love with her words, just as I had. My time playing college hockey was coming to an end, and Tanner was helping me get noticed by pro teams, and that very well might take us away from Rose Hill for a long time.
But I knew, no matter what happened, I could do anything as long as I had this woman by my side.
And I was never letting her go.
The End