Page 50 of Tell Me All Your Lies

I can’t help but laugh.

“What is it?” he asks.

“The past forty-eight hours or so have been the most agreeable time of my life. I can’t wait for it to be over.”

“Don’t go wishing away what hasn’t happened yet. I’m glad I could domesticate such a wild cat.”

“Please,” I sneer.

Grant beams that he got under my skin once more. At least we’re back to the old way of talking to each other.

The flight attendant reviews the safety plans and then takes her seat at the front of the aircraft as the pilot shares that we’re next in line for takeoff.

“Before I forget…”

Grant starts to pull a bag out of his briefcase and carefully sets it in front of me.

“What is it?”

“Open it.”

“I don’t do gifts.”

“Maybe you’ll do this one.”

“Grant…” I trail off.

“Just open it. I promise it’s for the job.”

I sigh and lean forward to get the bag. Placing it on top of my device, I pull out a black velvet box.

Instantly, I gasp, and my hand shoots over my mouth.

My eyebrows furrow together as I discard the bag, and both hands rest on it. Trying not to let Grant see that I’m shaking, I slowly open it to find the most gorgeous engagement ring I have ever seen.

More importantly, it’s perfect for me.

“The agency didn’t give this to you.”

“No. No, they didn’t.”

My heart flutters from the gesture.

“Why? Why did you do this?”

“You’re my wife. You needed a proper engagement ring.”

Finally getting the courage, I meet his eyes.

“We both already upgraded the wedding bands for each other. Which, by the way, thank you. But this? This is too much. I can’t accept it.”

Grant’s eyes darken as his jaw twitches.

“You can, and you will.”

“Tell me the truth then. Why did you do this?”

“Like I said, you’re my wife. I wanted this to be special for you, regardless of whether it’s a sham of a marriage.”

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