Chapter 102
“Okay,” he said, and Scooter sounded nervous. “I was…you know, I kinda rehearsed this, even, but…Andy, I’d…Be honored if you’d agree to marry me.”
Andy’s eyes flew open. Scooter had a small box in one hand, the sort that everyone who’d ever watched a cheesy rom-com was familiar with, black velvet and square. Scooter turned the box to face Andy and cracked the lid. His offering was simple; a gold band with a square sapphire, flanked by smaller, rectangular diamonds.
Andy couldn’t talk. He couldn’t even breathe. He hadn’t…They hadn’t been together for a whole year yet, and Andy already loved Scooter more than anything he’d ever felt before and oh God, he was tearing up, and if he did that he wouldn’t be able to see and he’d never be able to get down from this tree, he was just…”Oh my God,” he managed to squeak. “Are you—you really mean that?”
“I really do,” Scooter said. “You’re the one for me, Andy. I…can’t even, I mean, if you’re…it could be a long engagement, or, you know—”