Page 197 of The Snowball Effect

So, they’d made an agreement that getting engaged was officially on the table.

Regan shook her head, trying to wrap her mind around it. “But – but it’syourbirthday weekend. I was going to propose toyou!”

“I kind of figured that,” Emma allowed, with a cute, small smile. “And I figured that I’d beat you to the punch, so what better way to do it than this? A complete and total surprise.”

“I’ll freaking say!” Regan’s hands, braced on Emma’s shoulders, squeezed as she bounced on her tiptoes. “Did youhaveto do it by making me think I totally fucked up? Also,howdid you do that?”

“Sutton,” Emma explained, easily, squeezing Regan’s waist back. “She changed the destination in your GPS when she was “double-checking” it for you.”

“That sneak!”

“She said – and I quote – this is a payback Regan will understand.”

Regan could only laugh, before she remembered – the ring! She pulled out of Emma’s embrace and grabbed her hand, where she still carefully held the ring between her thumb and index finger.

Feeling her own hands shake, she nodded, quickly. “Yes. Obviously, I want to marry you, Emma.”

Carefully, Emma slid the ring onto her finger, and they both stared down for a long moment.

“And now, I get to say that amidst all of our firsts,Iproposed toyoufirst,” Emma whispered, sliding her hand up to cup Regan’s jaw. “It’s a pretty big one.”

“The biggest,” she agreed, before leaning in and capturing Emma’s mouth with her own.

She could feel Emma slide her free hand down and lightly stroke her thumb over the band of the ring. It was the perfect fit.

Somehow, they were the perfect fit.