Page 191 of The Exmas Fauxmance
Because it had led them here.
Home.
Together.
Forever.
"Ready to go back in?" Riley asked after a while, shivering slightly in the cold.
"Ready." Grant took her hand—her left hand, with the ring on it—and pulled her close for one more kiss. "Though I can't wait to get you home later and celebrate properly."
Riley's eyes darkened. "Properly?"
"Very properly." Grant's voice dropped. "Just you, me, and that ring."
"I like the way you think, Lawson." Riley grinned. "But we should probably make an appearance for at least another hour before we sneak out."
"An hour?" Grant groaned.
"Maybe forty-five minutes." Riley kissed him again. "If you're good."
"I'm very good."
"I know." Riley took his hand and tugged him toward the door. "Come on, fiancé. Let's go show off my ring some more. And then later..."
"Later," Grant agreed, grinning as they walked back inside.
Back to their friends and family. Back to the celebration.
But Grant was already counting down the minutes until he could get Riley alone and show her exactly how he felt about her saying yes.
His fiancée.
Soon to be his wife.
Forever his.
The End
