Chapters (107)
- Glossary
- One
- Josh
- Two
- Delaney
- Three
- Delaney
- Four
- Delaney
- Five
- Josh
- Six
- Delaney
- Seven
- Josh
- Eight
- Delaney
- Nine
- Josh
- Ten
- Delaney
- Eleven
- Josh
- Twelve
- Delaney
- Thirteen
- Delaney
- Fourteen
- Delaney
- Fifteen
- Josh
- Sixteen
- Josh
- Seventeen
- Delaney
- Eighteen
- Delaney
- Nineteen
- Josh
- Twenty
- Delaney
- Twenty-One
- Delaney
- Twenty-Two
- Delaney
- Twenty-Three
- Delaney
- Twenty-Four
- Josh
- Twenty-Five
- Josh
- Twenty-Six
- Delaney
- Twenty-Seven
- Delaney
- Twenty-Eight
- Josh
- Twenty-Nine
- Delaney
- Thirty
- Delaney
- Thirty-One
- Delaney
- Thirty-Two
- Delaney
- Thirty-Three
- Josh
- Thirty-Four
- Delaney
- Thirty-Five
- Josh
- Thirty-Six
- Delaney
- Thirty-Seven
- Josh
- Thirty-Eight
- Delaney
- Thirty-Nine
- Josh
- Forty
- Delaney
- Forty-One
- Delaney
- Forty-Two
- Delaney
- Forty-Three
- Josh
- Forty-Four
- Delaney
- Forty-Five
- Delaney
- Forty-Six
- Delaney
- Forty-Seven
- Delaney
- Forty-Eight
- Josh
- Forty-Nine
- Delaney
- Fifty
- Delaney
- Fifty-One
- Delaney
- Epilogue
- Delaney
- Also by Wendy Smith
- About the Author
“There’s still plenty left. I’ll pack you some of this for the morning. Make sure you eat it.”
His smile widens. “Have I told you how much I love your bossiness?”
“Not lately.”
He leans over and pecks me on the lips. “That’s one of the things I always loved about you.”
“Whatever.”
“It’s true. I was hooked the day you told me to do better.”
My cheeks heat up. “You do better now.”
“I try.” He drops to one knee and takes my hands in his.
“What on earth are you doing?” I laugh.
“Something I should have done a long time ago. I love you. You could have rolled over and gone back to sleep, but your only concern is for me—for us. Since the day we got back together, you’ve just let me be me. I’m the luckiest guy alive, and I want to grow old with you.”
I smile, tears pricking my eyes. “I love you.”
“I love you, too. I don’t have a ring because I’m so damned disorganised, but maybe we can go this weekend.”
Sliding my arms around his neck, I close my eyes when he rests his head on my stomach. “I don’t need anything too crazy.”
“If it was up to me, I’d buy you the biggest damn diamond I could find, but you need to choose.”
I chuckle. “You know me too well.”
He looks up at me. “Will you marry me, Delaney?”
I can’t help it. Tears roll down my cheeks as I look into the eyes of the man I loved and lost only to find again. “In a heartbeat.”
He grins, rising to his feet. Sweeping me into his arms, he kisses me with so much love all it does is make the tears worse.
“You’re supposed to be happy, not crying.”
“I am happy.” I sob. “I just never pictured being proposed to in the middle of my kitchen in the middle of the night.”
Josh laughs. “Don’t ever say I’m not spontaneous.”
“I could never accuse you of that.”
* * *
His side of the bed is cold by the time I wake up. I knew it would be.
I reach for his pillow to breathe in his scent and a small piece of paper falls from it.
My darling Delaney,
Of all the things I’ve eaten in my life, I much prefer the taste of you.
All my love,
Josh
I laugh, hugging the paper to my chest.
We’re going to be just fine.
Fifty
Delaney
Of course Josh’s idea of going shopping this weekend means a cross-country flight to New York.
He knows how much I love the movie Breakfast at Tiffany’s, and even though I was perfectly happy to shop at Tiffany in Los Angeles, he insisted we go to the original store.
Not that I’m really complaining.