Page 201 of Dare to Love Me

Because Edward isn’t standing behind me, looking pleased with himself for arranging this surprise.

He’s kneeling.

One knee in the soft grass, his eyes locked onto mine, his hands steady as he holds out a small, velvet box. And in that box, catching the last rays of the sunset, is a diamond ring. A bloody big diamond ring.

Oh my god. Oh mygod.

I slap my hands over my mouth, heart stuttering, breath catching in my throat.

He frowns up at me, clearing his throat awkwardly.

“Daisy. You make every day a moment of joy. And I would very much like to spend the rest of my life having adventures with you.”

He pauses, swallowing hard, as he holds out the ring. “What I’m trying to say is . . . Will you marry me?”

This man, this brilliant, successful, handsome man who could have literally anyone in the world, is nervous. Nervous about askingme, Daisy Wilson, to marry him.

It’s the most endearing, most absurd, most wonderful thing I’ve ever seen in my entire chaotic life.

I feel a smile spread across my face, so wide it almost hurts.

“Yes,” I whisper, my voice choked with emotion. “Yes, Edward. Of course I’ll marry you.”

THE END