Temporarily Yours(58)

“Thank you for loving me.” He lifted his cup. “Now drink.”

She lifted it to her lips and took a sip. It was delicious.

He took a shaky breath. “I’ve never been happier than I have been with you, you know. I thought over all the ways I could do this, and a million scenarios came to mind. But the best one was staring me in the face.” Cooper reached into his pocket. She arched a brow and watched. What was he up to? “Tell me, what are the statistics for people who get engaged? How many of them get married?”

Her glass hit the tray with a clunk. “W-What?”

“You heard me,” he said softly. “What are the numbers?”

“I-I don’t know.” She wrung her hands in her lap. “Maybe Eighty? Why are you asking me this?”

“The chances you don’t know the answer to that question are one in a hundred.” He pulled a black box out of his pocket. When he opened it, she saw that it held a beautiful diamond. “Kayla, will you do me the honor of being my wife? I promise to spend the rest of my life making you as happy as I possibly can—distracting you on planes, and making you laugh—with a few fights thrown in for the amazing make-up sex. Will you say yes?”

She covered her mouth with her hand, then nodded frantically. “Yes! And not just temporarily yours. Forever yours.”

Unable to stop himself, Cooper grinned and slid the ring onto her finger. “Fuck yeah. Let’s do this.”

Their laughter could be heard throughout the plane.