“It’s already basically done.” She looks back up at me, and I can see the look in her eyes. She isn’t sure about this, but it’s too late now.
“Devon,” she whines. I reach over and pull the ring out of the box and slip it on her finger.
“Mrs. Knight. This looks so much better on your hand than it does in that box,” I tell her. She looks down at it, and then I see the tears in her eyes.
“It’s beautiful.”
“Just like you. You just have to trust me a little, Caydence. Trust that I know what I’m doing and that I can take care of you,” I tell her.
“I do trust you. More than I’ve ever trusted anyone in my life.”
“Then you know I would only do what’s best for you.”
“But getting married? That’s a big step.”
“It’s the first step in our forever, Caydence. This is what I want.”
“Are you sure?” She looks at me as if I haven’t told her this a million times before.
“I’m positive. You’re all I want. You’re all I need. So just tell me yes. Tell me that we’ll go to the courthouse and make this official. Then, if you want a big wedding, we can do it.”
“I don’t need a wedding,” she says.
“You never wanted one? Not when you were younger?” She shakes her head.
“No. Not after what I’d seen,” she tells me, and I understand. Her life wasn’t easy, and she never really got to see a happy couple. Now she is the happy couple. With me. Forever.
“So?”
“How could I tell you no?” she asks through a little laugh.
“You can’t. You already signed the paper,” I tease her. She smiles, and it’s the perfect sight to see.
“Okay. We’re getting married.”
“Fuck yeah, baby.”