Epilogue
York put a fatherly peck on Brianna’s cheek as he seated her at brunch late on one September morning. Kindra couldn’t help but grin. He’d persuaded her to spend a few days doing nothing but play.
“How are the waffles?” he asked.
“Delicious,” Kindra answered. Another tug at her heart reminded her how wrong she’d been about Coders. She and York had bonded in a way she’d never imagined.
When it got quiet at the table, she peered at York. She glanced between Brianna and York as he handed her a small, gold velvet bag. Brianna’s face lit with a silly smile. She opened the bag and withdrew a jeweled, ladybug pendant on a gold chain just the right length for a little girl.
“For you,” he said to her daughter. Then he eased a small jewelry box from a matching pouch.
Kindra’s eyes narrowed. Something was up.
He held the box between them—his eyes searching hers. Kindra’s heart began hammering in her chest. She suddenly felt giddy.
He dropped to one knee and opened the box to expose an exquisite, antique two-carat diamond ring.
“This belonged to my great-grandmother. I’ve always cherished it because she and my great-grandfather shared the kind of love that would last through eternity. I honestly never thought I’d find someone I wanted to give this to. But you’ve changed me, made me see things in a new light. I love you, Kindra. I want to spend my days with you through all time. Will you marry me?”
Kindra bit her lower lip as her eyes misted. Then her mouth tugged into a smile, revealing that gorgeous dimple. “Yes.”
“She said yes,” he said to Brianna.
Kindra wrapped her arms around him with such force it sent them tumbling to the floor. He kissed her soundly. “This is not going to be easy,” she whispered into his mouth.
“Whatever the challenges, it doesn’t matter. I love you.” Righting themselves, with their legs still draped over each other, he slipped the ring on her finger. Suddenly, Brianna jumped on them and joined in the hugging. All three toppled again in laughter.