I raise my face to look into his. “Are you sure?”

“More than sure. I just needed a wake-up call to tell me I was burying myself. This is all new for me too.”

He looks at the salesperson. “This is the one.”

My hand trembles when I try it on, and it’s meant to be as it fits nicely.

“Perfect.” Josh kisses my temple as I lean against him.

He takes care of it all while Melly and I go back outside for fresh air.

“Can I look?” Melly asks.

“Of course you can.” I hold my hand down for her.

“Are you married now?”

I smile, shaking my head. “Not yet, sweetheart. This is a promise that your dad and I will get married.”

“Will he marry me too?”

She’s so earnest that I grin. “We should ask him about that.”

Josh appears outside, and I don’t even have time to catch my breath before he pulls me into his arms and kisses me.

His kiss reminds me of the first time. When we were younger and all the anticipation built to a crescendo that left my ears ringing.

“Let’s go back to the hotel and order room service. We’ll watch a movie with the kiddo until she falls asleep, and then have some us time.”

That brings a smile to my lips. “I like that idea.”

He looks down at Amelia. “Should we go inside where it’s warm?”

She nods, that ridiculous pom-pom flying.

Josh hooks his arm around my shoulders, and takes Amelia’s hand in his. “Let’s get going.”

This time, we walk together, Josh and I tangled around each other, Melly on his other side.

Our little family need each other so much.

More than we’d ever thought.

* * *

It takes longer than usual to get Melly to sleep, but I’m not surprised. She loves her bedroom so much, and the thought of sleeping in a hotel doesn’t impress her at all.

But finally, I get to snuggle on the couch with Josh and pretend the outside world doesn’t exist.

“So, you like your ring?” he asks.

I raise my hand, tilting it to make the diamond sparkle. “It’s perfect.”

“Just like the lady wearing it.”

He presses a kiss to my lips. It starts slow, but builds until I lean back and he’s lying on top of me on the couch.

“I’m going to marry you, Delaney Carruthers,” he whispers.

I look into his eyes and see all his love on display, nearly crapping myself when my phone on the coffee table starts playing circus music.

“What the hell is that?” Josh laughs.

“That’s Reece. He’s a clown so I gave him the appropriate ringtone.”

“Why is he calling you?”

I shrug. “I don’t know. Did you tell him why we were here?”