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  She shook her head at him. He’d done just about everything in his power to encourage her over the last few months, so she could see how some shared paint splatters wouldn’t slow him down much.

  One of his arms pulled away from her for a moment, and she wondered what he was doing now. Then his arm reappeared, holding a small, blue velvet box. It looked to be about the right size. Her breath caught in her throat. She’d often imagined what this moment would be like, and now that it was finally here, she wasn’t quite sure how to react. Her brain ordered her hands to move.

  He nodded. “Open it.”

  She cracked open the case to find a beautiful diamond ring, set in white gold.

  “Hank, it’s gorgeous.”

  “You like it? It’s custom designed…by another artist I know.” He gently turned her around, lifting her chin until she was looking right at him. “This past year with you has been the best of my life.” He paused before continuing. “I tried to think of a flashier way to ask you. Maybe on a cruise or hiking on top of a mountain or something like that, but honestly, I didn’t want to wait. I just came back from picking it up, and I didn’t want to go another day without showing you how I feel about you.”

  She held up a hand. “No. No, this is perfect, Hank. You know I’m not a flashy person. I just want you, and I’m happy.”

  “I know it’s not an opal, but I figured you’d still be okay with it.”

  “More than okay.”

  He grinned. “So…do you need time to think about it?”

  She laughed. “Of course not. Why would I?”

  He gestured to the ring still in his hand. “I’m still waiting.”

  She threw her arms around his neck. “Of course it’s a yes, silly man. Quick, put it on my finger.”

  He chuckled. “Yes ma’am.”

  She had to wipe her hand off first just to make sure there wasn’t any paint on it, but soon she had it on, and it fit perfectly. She was impressed. That finger would never go naked again.

  He pulled her closer until she could think of nothing but the strength of his arms around her and the smell of fresh laundry of his shirt. This was absolute heaven, and it was hers forever. She’d finally found what she’d been searching for, here in this little town in North Carolina. It seemed she was getting back to the old Cassie, after all.

  Read more from Laura Westbrook:

  Red Canyon Series

  Coming Home: A Sweet Romance

  Carnival Ride: A Sweet Romance

  High Noon: A Sweet Romance

  Manhattan Lights Series

  All That Glitters: A Sweet Romance

  Work of Art: A Sweet Romance

  Cover Up: A Sweet Romance

  New Beginnings Series

  Finding Paradise

  Color My World

  Billionaires of Brighton City Series

  Date in Disguise: A Sweet Billionaire Romance

  Rough Around the Edges: A Sweet Billionaire Romance

  Standalone Story

  Recipe For Love: A Sweet Romance

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