Page 68 of Blue Moon

Chapter 31

Sawyer

When my plane touched down from my final show, Sol was in the crowds cheering for me.

In the past, when I’d returned from deployment, I’d never had anyone waiting for me. Not anyone came to my graduation at Annapolis, because no one loved me.

But seeing Sol standing there in a long, flowing dress with a big grin on her face, I knew I had something now I’d never had before.

I had a family.

Time to make it official.

I’d thought of a million way to propose to Sol, but she deserved a grand gesture.

Something Instagram-worthy. I had arranged for someone to film it as well so she could post it to her followers.

I ran to Sol, and she leaped into my arms.

My mouth took hers, and we kissed for what seemed like forever.

I’d had this planned since we got back together.

“Babe. I have to go back up to make one more run in my plane really quick, and then we can go home.”

“Really? You’ve never done that before.”

“Yeah. It’s a special flight. Promise me you’ll watch.”

“Of course.”

I kissed her. The last kiss I would ever give my girlfriend.

I jumped back in the cockpit and took off. I had plotted this out meticulously.

But hell, if I could do a flight path in the shape of a dick, I could definitely write will you marry me.

I accelerated. Looping to the left and to the right, I even dotted the i.

Though I’d never felt sick from the G-Force, this time a wave of nausea passed through me.

There. It was done. No more turning back.

I turned the plane around and landed.

Once safely touched down, Sol came running to me.

“Are you serious? Is this some stunt?”

I climbed out of the cockpit, took the ring out of my zippered pocket and dropped to my knee.

Tears welled in her eyes.

“Solana Sanchez, I love you and don’t want to ever be without you. Will you marry me?”

“Yes, yes, of course. I love you, Sawyer.”

I slipped the ring on her finger.

Mine. All mine.