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A sparkling flash catchesThe dia with each“I still can’t believe you bought this ring!” The fact that a ring bought when I wasn’t even quite a teenager is a near perfect fit… I try to put s into words
Beck captures my lips in a soft kiss “It was fate” I love the feel of his s and lose les spread out fro tiht by coworkers or fear of losing Tasha
“Do you want this, Lia? Truly? Now that we don’t have an audience clinging to every word… I need to know Do you really want torejected is plainly written across his face and in the taut lines of his , I carefully adjust how Beck is holdingone another He’s so handsoive you a big head, but I’ve wanted to marry you since I was at least ten It’s always been you” His h my chest as he beams “I love you, Beck”
“And I love you” He liftsfrohts on e should get married?”
I don’t have the heart to tell hi of all the effort that goes into planning a wedding, I think eloping isn’t that bad of an idea “Maybe before the baby is born but not right away?” Making e belly was not how I envisioned looking onday, but I want to have so I’ve been set on him since pretty much forever; he’s been my one and only I want him to make sure that he wants nant
“Is tomorrow too soon?” he questions “Maybe next Saturday instead?” He’s teasing as I protest Beck brushes his lips across the dia at et used to waking up to that face on the pillow besidewhen I was there for sleepovers during high school
Beck offers o have your talk with Tasha, and I’ll figure out hoe can get through the rest of the planned events for this party in what little time we have left Should I pick up an order of taco pizza frorape soda on my way hoht eood I think she’ll need it” My sto else at the restaurant “Maybe their chocolate cherry brownie pizza for dessert?” I bat my lashes as I ask
“We have an entire table of desserts here We can box up anything you want” Beck looks down athis hands to ia’s”
He’s set a taco pizza, a dessert one, and the grape soda Text me when you are ready for me to come home”
The tree canopy is so dense I can’t ht to h the overgrown paths grant speed topast thorny vines and branches One snagsfree the strands with only a wince The blackberries growing thickly here have done worse to me in the past
Beck’s six acres blends into a nature preserve on the back of the property, and it’s in that no-man’s land of wilderness that Tasha and I discovered a treehouse ere kids We hid in the treehouse forto recreate a favorite movie scene It here I ran and took shelter from the world when my mom died The treehouse witnessed all our important moments It here Tasha and I talked about what it was like having her parents divorced We were even there at fourteen when she tolda boy touch her barely-there boobs and how he’d gotten hard and ran away frohed about boys there, cried over boys there, and it was our special place long after we should have given up treehouses at the edge of spooky woods