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When he fished into his suit coat’s inner pocket, I stifled a squeal.

I thought I’d considered the outfit, and the timely absence and reappearance, and the song… well, I hadn’t thought much about the song besides it being one of my favorites. But I certainly hadn’t considered this. Never in all my lives had I imagined Loren kneeling before me, pulling out a small velvet box and opening it.

“Are you kidding me?” I asked, though he hadn’t said a word. “You’re serious?”

The diamond ring glinted, the music played, and Loren took a deep breath.

“Yes!” I blurted and sank to the floor, flinging my arms around his neck and crushing in close. “Definitely, yes.”

My heart pounded against my ribs, and his beat back just as hard until they thrummed in unison while I smiled myself silly.

After a moment, he sputtered a laugh. “Are you gonna let me ask?”

I shoved backward so I could see him, really see him, and there was eternity in his eyes.

That look alone told me everything I needed to know. Loren was mine, and I was his. I had given myself to him in every life, and this one would be no different.

But, my god, he was kneeling, and there was a ring and a flashmob and Sully and Whitney looking on wearing matching grins. And even though we all knew the answer, some sappy part of me wanted to hear the question.

So, I stood and turned just enough to look coy, then batted my lashes at Loren. “If you must.”

His smile was wavering and oh so sweet as he adjusted his grip on the velvet box. I watched his Adam’s apple bob through a swallow before he spoke.

“Indy, will you marry me?”

With a giggle, I dropped onto him and crushed my lips to his so we could feel each other smile. Between breaths and kisses, I managed to nod, then whisper, “Yes.”

THE END