Page 118 of Teach Me How

“Yeah. What the heck was that about?”

He shrugs, glancing around. “Want to get some air?”

“If it’s away from all these staring guests, yes, please.”

He takes me onto a wooden deck that overlooks the sprawling golf course. It’s unseasonably warm for April. A soft breeze glides over my shoulders and I stare up at the starry sky. “We may have the mountains, but they have the stars. You can’t see them like this back home.”

I turn around and my stomach drops.

Skyler is on one knee. “Is it too soon to ask?”

I’m too overwhelmed to respond coherently. “Don’t you need a ring?”

He grins. “Check the bouquet.”

I glance down at it and sure enough, tied in the center is a sparkling diamond ring. He takes the flowers from me, loosening the ring. Gathering my hand in his, he looks up at me. “Reese Olson, will you marry me?”

My eyes start to burn, and I nod. “Yes.”

He climbs to his feet, slipping the ring on my finger. Then he pulls me against his body, pressing his lips against mine. Pulling back, he tucks my head under his jaw and takes a shaky breath. “You said yes.”

“I did.”

“I would have kept asking if you said no. I would ask again and again and again.” His hands feel warm and strong on my back. “I let you go once and felt your pull each and every day.”

“I felt it, too.”

“I’m sorry, Baby. I won’t make that mistake again. I’m yours now for as long as you want me.”

“Forever?”

“Longer than that.”