“It’s beautiful.”
Clay squeezed her hand. “Just like you. The third stone is a chocolate diamond. That’s why it appears brown.”
The sentiment caused tears to bubble on her lashes.
Both men stood. Dirk slipped the finger on her left hand. “Will you, Elena Sanchez, consent to be our wife?”
She threw herself in Dirk’s arms and kissed him with every ounce of love she had. The group cheered, clapped, and whistled.
Clay peeled them apart. “Hey, you never said if that was a yes.”
She dropped her head back and grinned. “Yes, yes, and yes, sirs.” Heat rushed up her face after that slip, but right now, she didn’t care if the whole world knew she was their little virgin sub.