Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 97199 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 486(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97199 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 486(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
“Good question.” I shake my head. “Myra was supposed to fill in the details on the calendar app. Things got so busy at the bar last night that I planned on checking it again when we got home, and then we got busy.”
His head pops up. “Did we ever. Do you want to check the app now?”
I bite the corner of my bottom lip. “I want to get busy with you again, but I should check the app. I may need to reach out to Leo to get some food ordered. I don’t even know if it’s possible for him to get it done in time.”
He quiets me with a kiss on my cheek. “Leo doesn’t need to make any food. Franzini’s is on board to deliver pizzas. Every table will have a vase of violet roses on top of it. Posey and Lola are taking care of that. There may even be a few bottles of extra cold root beer behind the bar for those that want to indulge.”
My mouth falls open. “What?”
“I’ve been hiding your phone since we got home last night.” He chuckles. “I didn’t want you to see anything about the party I booked for tonight until after I proposed.”
I slap his shoulder playfully. “You booked the party?”
He slides me off his lap and then tugs me up by both hands until I’m standing. A few quick steps, and he’s pulling my phone out of the top drawer of the nightstand. “See for yourself.”
I laugh as I slide my finger over my phone’s screen to open the app. Tears flow when I read the details for tonight’s party at my bar.
I read them again out loud, “William Knight has requested your heart from now until forever. He also wants to throw an engagement party for you that begins at eight p.m. sharp at your beloved Turquoise Crown. Everyone you love will be there to congratulate you and the luckiest man in the world.”
“You wrote this,” I accuse with a smile. “Didn’t you?”
“I am the luckiest man in the world,” he says. “Marry me soon, Opal. I can’t wait to be your husband.”
“I promise it will be soon.” I stare into his eyes, grateful that he’s mine and our forever is just starting.
“Tomorrow works for me, Wife.”
Tears fall onto my cheeks as he picks me up and tosses me on our bed. “I’m not your wife yet.”
“You are to me,” he whispers before he kisses me. “My heart is yours. My life is yours. I will always be yours, Opal. Always and forever.”