Page 121 of Ruining Hattie
“The reason I want it around for so long is because I’d like to be able to take my kids here one day and tell them that this is where their parents met. That this is the first place I realized that my wife was going to change my life.”
“Bast—”
Before I can say anything more, he drops to one knee.
I gasp, and my hands fly out of his to cover my mouth.
He slides his hand in his pocket and pulls out a ring box, then opens it to reveal a huge pear-shaped diamond ring. “Hattie, I love you more than life itself, and I cannot wait another momentto bind you to me. If it weren’t for everything going on with your mom, I would have already done this, but now that she’s doing better, I want to think about our future. Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”
“Yes!” I shout, my arms flailing above my head.
Bast lets out a whoop and stands to slide the monstrous ring on my left ring finger, then kisses me.
“We should elope. You’re too good for me and I need to lock this down before you come to your senses,” he says.
I laugh. “I’m a little bad, though.” I waggle my eyebrows.
There’s a glimmer in his eyes. “You know, you’re right. You’re just the right amount of good for me, and I’m just the right amount of bad for you.”
“The perfect combination.”
“Thank you, Hattie.”
I run my palm down his cheek. “For what?”
“For showing me that all is not lost, even when it might seem like it is. That there’s always an end to the storm, and that’s when the rainbow appears.”
We kiss again, and I say a little prayer of thanks. I may not spend all my time in church these days, but I know for certain that someone was looking out for me when they sent me Bast.
