“Yes.” She took his face in her hands and kissed him once before nodding her head against his.
“Yes?!” he yelled, picking her up and turning them both in a giant circle before setting her feet back on steady ground.
“Yes, I love you. Yes, I want to be your wife.” She hugged him close, loving the way his scent surrounded her and made her feel completely at home. “Did you have this planned all along?”
Ryan shrugged, cupped her cheeks, and spoke against her lips. “My guitar is sitting in the ferris wheel with socks covered in pies… so I adjusted. Couldn’t wait.”
“I love pies.”
“I do too.”
“I’m sorry I ruined your plans.” She let her lips graze his.
“You can ruin all my plans if you want to.”
“I’m gonna love you forever,” she sang against her fiancé’s lips before closing the breath of distance between them and getting all the smoochin’ she’d been promised.
THE END