Shane: (A McIntyre Security Bodyguard Novella - Book 2.5) by April Wilson

Author:April Wilson [Wilson, April]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: April Barnswell
Published: 2017-01-27T16:00:00+00:00

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I follow Beth back to our suite. As she finishes getting ready for our outing, I strap on my gun holster and Beretta, then pull on a blue plaid shirt to conceal the gun. Kline may no longer be in the picture, but I’m not going out unarmed.

When Beth disappears into the bathroom, I pull a small, black velvet ring box out from the back of my sock drawer, where it’s been hiding for days now. I know it’s too soon to give it to her, but after last night, I feel a burning desire to get that ring on her finger.

I feel like I’ve known Beth all my life, but the truth is, it’s only been about five months. I know that’s not long enough for someone to make a life-long decision about how she wants to spend the rest of her life – and with whom – but my mind is made up. I’m going to be her husband. I’m going to love, honor, and cherish her for the rest of her life – if she’ll have me. I know she loves me, I don’t doubt that. But whether or not she’s ready to make a commitment is another story.

I open the lid of the ring box and stare at its contents – a delicate gold band with a vintage diamond setting – and ponder my plan of attack. I could ask her outright to marry me, but there’s a risk she might say no simply because it’s too soon. I get that. But that’s a risk I’m not willing to take. The alternative is to offer it to her as some kind of promise ring, but that doesn’t sit well with me either – I know I want a commitment with her. A promise ring seems too ambiguous.

I carry the ring over to one of the full-length windows and study it in the bright morning light. The diamond is flawless, beautifully cut, with perfect bezels reflecting clear bright light. It’s not a big diamond – just shy of a full carat, certainly not as big as what I would have liked to get her. But I know Beth. She wouldn’t want a big, ostentatious display of wealth. She’d much prefer a smaller, more modest diamond. It’s a beautiful ring, no doubt, and it’s more in fitting with her taste. I did my best to choose a ring she would have chosen for herself.

Before I can come to any decision, she breezes out of the bathroom, looking radiantly happy. Her hair is up in a ponytail, which makes her look impossibly young, and my heart tightens painfully in my chest. As she’s preoccupied picking up the clothing we left on the floor last night and depositing it into the laundry hamper, I discretely close the ring box and slip it into the oversized pocket of my cargo shorts.

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