“Yeah, because that’s his job,” she cried out, loudly.
Yep. Drunk.
“And do you tell him how hot he is because it’s your job?” Taylor and I asked at the same time. We already knew the answer before Alex ever opened her mouth.
“No! I tell him because he’s hot as fuck. Hence, why I jump him every chance I get.”
“Alex,” I laughed as I put my arm around her shoulder and gave her a side hug, “Luke feels the same way about you. He doesn’t tell you that you’re beautiful because it’s his job. Speaking of jobs, I need to go find my boyfriend so I can kiss him underneath the mistletoe at midnight.”
“Oh shit! I thought someone was supposed to tell us when there was five minutes before the countdown. I put the mistletoe by the doors leading out to the deck. Good luck and happy kissing!” Alex called as she scurried out of the room in search of her husband. I had a feeling we wouldn’t be seeing her for the rest of the night.
“Go find that handsome boyfriend of yours,” Taylor said after she took a large chug of her wine. “I need to go find my husband. After all this talk, I plan to get lucky tonight.”
“Good luck,” I called as I walked out of the kitchen to find Jax. I couldn’t say I was shocked to find that Jax had beat me there. He was leaning against the door right underneath the mistletoe. A big smile broke out on my face as I walked toward him. The past year of my life had been the best, and I knew it was only going to get better.
“Ten”
“Nine”
“Eight”
“Hey, do you come here often?” I joked as I slid up next to my man.
“Seven”
“Six”
“Five”
“Every New Year’s Eve,” he replied as he looked me up and down.
“Four”
“Three”
“Two”
“One”
Our lips crashed against each other as I wound my leg around his. If the room hadn’t been full of people, I would have climbed him.
Blinking away the heat and stars from our midnight kiss, I gazed up at my handsome boyfriend who looked so nervous he could puke. I wasn’t sure how it was possible to go from giving me one of the best kisses of my life to this sudden change.
Cupping his face, my brows furrowed as my thumb tried to rub away his worry lines. “Jax, sweetie, what’s wrong?”
Slipping from my hands, I watched as Jax went down on one knee and gazed up at me with so much love in his eyes, it took my breath away. His large calloused hand held mine, both trembling.
Was he doing what I thought he was?
In the background, I thought I heard a gasp and someone clap.
“My beautiful brown-eyed girl, I never thought I’d be down on one knee, or finding the love of my life, but that all changed the moment I found you on the side of the road. That ice storm a year ago was the best thing that has ever happened to me. Every day, I’m thankful that you didn’t get on that plane and took a chance on me.” He drew in a deep breath and let out a nervous chuckle. “I know it wasn’t easy moving here, but you’ve never once complained about leaving your life behind and moving to this small town where the weather is as unpredictable as you are. I want to spend the rest of my life showing you how happy you’ve made me – made me the man I am before you. I want to kiss you at midnight under the mistletoe for the rest of my life.”
We both looked up at the mistletoe above us with a smile.
“I vow here and now to never let a day go by without showing you how much I love you. Gabriella Santina, will you please do me the honor of becoming my wife?”
Tears slipped down my face, my smile so big I watched him slide the most beautiful princess cut engagement ring on my ring finger. I had no idea of the size, but it was perfect. Just like my gorgeous Jax.