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Prologue

Jessica

She’s perfect.

And tonight is the night.

The candles are ready: the ring is in my pocket. My heart is racing as I pull out the ring one last time. I just need one more look. Yes, it’s great. It’s silver with rubies covering the band. Her favorite gem is just what she needs. The two of us are about to embark on the most beautiful adventure anyone could possibly hope to embark on.

Marriage.

We’ve been together long enough for me to know that this is right. It feels right. Everything about tonight is going to go perfectly. I’ve planned for it.

Now, I glance up at the mirror in front of me.

“The last two years have been the best of my life,” I say to myself, pretending I’m talking to Toni. I smile. I’m not pretending to be happy right now. In fact, I’m tearing up a little bit. She’s everything I’ve ever wanted.

No, she’s more.

She’s a goddess and I’m unworthy.

She’s my queen and I want to spend the rest of my days worshipping her if she’ll only let me.

There’s no doubt in my mind that she’s going to say yes. There’s really nothing else she could say. Toni and I adore each other. We’ve been basically inseparable since we first got together two years ago. We spend every night together. Yes, we’re both busy businesswomen by day, but after work ends, we put our cell phones down on the kitchen counter and we lose ourselves in each other.

The sex is great, our conversation is unbeatable, and our chemistry is off-the-charts.

There’s nothing I won’t do for her.

A few moments later, I finish practicing my speech. I don’t get nervous speaking in public, but I’m nervous talking to her. I’m doing a big thing, I remind myself. I’m asking her to marry me. That’s huge. That’s everything.

What if she doesn’t say yes?

There’s just the slightest hint of discomfort and unease as I think about the potential that things might not go my way, but I don’t think I really have anything to worry about.

Have we been fighting a little bit lately?

Well, yes. That’s normal, though. Everyone fights sometimes.

Besides, she’s been stressed with work and anxious about her dad. He was recently diagnosed with cancer. Stage four. The doctors don’t think there’s much that they can do, so Toni has been spending as much time as possible with him. I want to go with her to the hospital, want to be with her. She won’t let me, though.

For some reason, Toni isn’t out to her family.

This is another point of contention.

But it’s fine.

It’s totally, completely fine. The two of us are going to get through all of this because we love each other more than anything. We adore each other. Need each other.

My phone rings. I swipe my finger against the screen and smile when Ashley starts talking right away. My boss-turned-friend is just as excited ab out tonight as I am – maybe more so. Ashley knows exactly how hard it can be to find love, and she’s always been supportive of my relationship with Toni. Well, the parts that she knows about, anyway. I try not to gush about my girlfriend at work. Sometimes it just slips out, though. Sometimes I can’t help how excited I get about her.

“Are you ready? What are you wearing?”

“For a rich-ass lady, you still like to gossip and preen like a high school cheerleader.” I laugh, knowing that Ashley can handle the dig. Besides, we both love romantic gossip as much as the next person.

“I’ll have you know that I was an excellent cheerleader,” she tells me. “But I still want to know what you’re wearing.”

“Something nice.”

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