Declan chuckles, his own eyes shining with emotion. “I think you know what I’m about to say, but I’m going to ask anyway. The moment I saw you, something in me recognized something in you. You’re all I’ve thought about since the first night we met. You’re the first thing I think about when I wake up, and the last thing I think about before I fall asleep. And I want you to be the first and last thing I see, forever. You’re my hummingbird—delicate but strong, and the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. I love you more than I ever would’ve thought was possible. So, Hannah Dunaway, will you marry me?”

“Yes,” I answer without hesitation, my heart so full I can barely speak. “Yes!”

He slips a beautiful, dazzling ring onto my finger, and I throw myself into his arms to kiss him through my tears. The restaurant erupts in cheers and applause, and one of the Aces whistles, piercing through all the noise.

Within a matter of seconds, people are descending on us to congratulate us.

It’s almost surreal to be in this moment, held close in Declan’s embrace with the most beautiful ring I’ve ever seen staring back at me from my finger. I never could’ve imagined on that first night we met at Opal and Oak that one day this is how things would turn out for us. Never would’ve allowed myself to believe that it was even possible, much less likely. But as Dad’s sparkling eyes meet mine from across the crowd, filled with love and approval, I know it’s real.

I wrap my arms around Declan again, resting my forehead against his, and he laughs as he slowly spins me around, holding me like I’m the most precious thing in his world. “With that proposal, today was so much better than my ideal day.”

He smiles and raises his eyebrows. “Well, I’m glad to hear that, but there’s still one thing left to check off.”

“What could you possibly have left to make this day any better?”

He moves his mouth to the lobe of my ear and whispers, “The best sex of your life.”

I grin as a shiver of anticipation ripples through me. “You’ve already given me the best sex of my life,” I tell him, because it’s so very true.

His chuckle is hungry and confident, and the sound goes straight to my clit. “Nah, hummingbird. That was only the best up until today. I’m pretty sure I can top it.”

Epilogue Two

Grant