She sniffed and wiped her face back and forth on my shirt. Xavier’s shirt. “I-I’m not sad.” She pushed us apart and squeezed out. “I am going to call Mémé!”

She ran into her bedroom to call Madame and left Xavier and me alone. We pulled apart, and he kissed me softly one more time, and then brushed my hair back from my face. “You have made me happier than I ever thought possible. I thank God every day that asshole Tate made you quit so you could come to France. That’s the only reason I haven’t fired his firm already.”

I laughed and shook my head. “Donovan is very nice. And Barbara and a bunch of drafters, engineers, and junior associates. It would horrible for them to lose that project.”

“Eh.” He shrugged. “Okay.”

“You’re crazy,” I said.

“Almost certainly.” He kissed me again, then pulled away and lifted my hand. Fumbling with the box, he managed to get the ring out one handed, letting the now empty box fall to the ground. “Is that … a Crogan’s box?” I asked, recognizing the local family and estate jeweler on King Street’s logo. “When—?”

“Yesterday. In fact, I almost thought you saw Dauphine and me. You were on the phone at the window. She helped me pick it out. I don’t know how she kept it a secret at dinner last night. I would have brought a ring from France because I already knew I was going to ask you. But then I thought if we needed it resized, or you wanted to change it—”

“Shut up and put it on my finger, you beast.”

“A beast? You have no idea.” He chuckled and slipped it on my finger.

“God, are you trying to show me how rich you are or something?” I teased, holding it up where the solitaire in an elegant, antique setting of small filigree sent a million light points beaming around the room. “Hmm, though actually,” I brought it close to my face, squinted my eyes, and scrunched up my nose. “There’s no helipad on it. Maybe you aren’t that rich after all.”

He barked out a laugh.

My God, we were both so giddy and sickeningly filled with love and joy. It was a good thing Meredith and Tabs weren’t here. They’d barf. Meredith especially.

Xavier sobered. “Could you love me if I gave it all up tomorrow? The boats, the money, everything, except for you and Dauphine? Because I’d do it. There are a thousand worthy causes. You could pick who we gave my money to. I would retire tomorrow.”

“Yes,” I said, matching him with the same amount of seriousness.

He swallowed. “Je sais,” he said, his eyes growing half-lidded. “I know you would. We would live a simple and happy life on your salary.”