Page 133 of It's Complicated

“Oh my god,” he whispered. “Holy shit.”

“Jamie,” I started, taking one of his hands in mine. “The past eight years have been the best years of my life. I’ve loved you since I first met you, and I can’t imagine my life without you. You aren’t just my best friend. You’re also the man I’m madly in love with and the man I want to keep on loving for the rest of our lives.”

“Holy shit,” he repeated on a whisper, squeezing my hand tight.

“Jamie, will you marry me?”

Instead of answering, Jamie dropped to his knees and threw his arms around me, kissing me with so much passion my toes actually curled like we were in some rom-com.

“Yes,” he said between kisses. “Yes, I’ll marry you.”

Joy and elation filled every part of me as the man I loved, my future husband, kissed me like he never wanted to let me go.

“I can’t believe you did all of this,” he said when he finally broke our kiss. “The party, recreating our first date.” He paused. “You’re not wearing a plug, are you?”

I shook my head and laughed. “Nope. Figured a party full of our family wasn’t the place for that.”

“Good call.” He gave me another sweet kiss, then tugged me to my feet.

I swiped the ring box off the bed and handed it to him. “I hope you like it.”

“I know I’ll love it,” he said, opening the box.

Nestled inside was a simple black tungsten ring. Gently, he pulled it out and slipped it onto his finger. “It’s perfect,” he said, holding his hand up and staring at the ring with a big smile on his handsome face.

“Yes, you are.”

He smiled and cupped my face in his hands, stroking his thumbs over my cheekbones. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

He pressed a kiss against my lips, but instead of deepening it, he pulled back and chuckled. “I have something to show you.”

“What’s that?”

He dropped his hands and went to his bedside table. I waited as he rooted around inside it for a second.

My heart skipped a beat when he turned around, a ring box in his hand.

“Jamie?” I looked between him and the box.

He grinned and came to stand in front of me again. “I was trying to figure out the best time to propose to you, but you beat me to it.”

I shook my head, a laugh bubbling out of my chest. “Really?”

“Yup. Open it.” He handed me the box.

I flipped the top open. Inside was an identical ring and another one that looked like it was made of black silicone.

“One for everyday and one for work since you can’t wear rings at your job.”

Suddenly the rings looked very blurry in the box. Clearing my throat, I pulled the tungsten one free and slipped it onto my finger.

“I love you, Isaac.” Jamie took my hand in his, lacing our fingers together.

“I love you too.”

“Now, how about we celebrate our engagement by messing up your message,” he suggested with a sly grin.

Instead of answering him, I let go of his hand and dove onto the bed, sweeping the petals aside and landing on my back in a dramatic flop.

Laughing, Jamie crawled over me, blanketing my body with his and pressing me down into the mattress. His kiss was slow and sweet and absolutely perfect.

Tonight was the best night of my life, and I knew it was just the beginning of a lifetime of amazing nights together.

Things might have started out complicated between us, but now they couldn’t be simpler. Jamie was mine, and I was his.

Forever.