He lowers down to one knee and pulls a little blue box out of his pocket, and I’m stunned. It’s hard to breathe. I want to jump up and down and cry like a baby, all at the same time.
“Please do me the honor of being my wife. Build a life with me, Charlotte.”
I blink at him for a heartbeat, and finally, I nod vigorously and throw myself into his arms, holding onto each other on the floor of this pier.
“Is that a yes?”
“Yes,” I say, surprised to see tearstains on his shirt. “Absolutely yes.”
“Here, this is for you.” I lean back and gasp at the gorgeous diamond he slides on my finger. It’s twinkling in the starlight. “I hope you like it. If you don’t, you can exchange it.”
“It’s perfect.” I wrap my arms around his neck and hold on tight. “This is perfect.”