Laughing, he tugged the ring from the box and placed it on her finger. Leaning forward, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her toward him.
“You’ve given me the best gift of all,” he said.
She held him tightly. “I’ve given you nothing. Your present is under the tree.”
He chuckled. “I’m not talking material gifts. You’ve given me you, Rachel. It’s the best gift any man could have hoped for, and you chose me. I love you so damn much and feel like the luckiest man in the world to be by your side.”
Rachel didn’t let him go.
“Am I interrupting anything?” Eric asked, peering around the door.
“She’s just agreed to be my wife. You’re not interrupting anything.”
“Good. I wanted to say you can take her home. CTs are clean, and there’s no problem at all.”
“I thought I had to stay here for checkups,” Rachel said.
“You’re living with a doctor. I doubt he’ll let anything happen to you. Congratulations, I expect an invite to the wedding.” Eric winked at them and walked away.
“I guess I get to take you home.” Chris helped her to dress, feeling happier with every second that passed.
Wrapping his arms around her, Chris took her home. That night in bed, he watched her sleep and sent up a prayer to Claire. If it wasn’t for her, he would have never met Rachel and found happiness once again. “Wherever you are, Claire, thank you. I know you’d want us both to be happy.” He kissed Rachel’s temple, settling down. With her in his arms, Chris fell asleep without any problems.