Page 168 of Unrivaled Love
"Nope, he's staying here."
"Are you seriously going to make me guess?"
"I wasn't planning on it actually, you just started." Brie says.
"Oh." I laugh. "Go on then. Out with it."
"It’s me! I'm going to be the head coach in D.C.!"
"What? Holy shit! Congratulations Brie!" I wrap her in a hug. "That's amazing!"
"You know what this means though, right?" She continues.
"You're finally getting the job you deserve?" I venture another guess.
"Well, that, but also, I get to pick my team."
"Ohmygod." My eyes go wide. Holy shit. "Are you saying what I think you're saying?"
"I think you and Bryson should look for a place to share."
Tears spring to my eyes and I wrap Brie in a hug. She laughs with me as we jump around in a circle.
"I can't wait to tell Bryson!" I tell her as I wipe my tears away.
"Are you gonna call him now?" Brie asks as she takes a seat on the bench.
"No, I've got a better idea."
BRYSON
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Emmett says as he helps me coil the fishing line across the path.
"Yes I'm sure. I told our family so they're not going to use the trail until after I can get Jo to trip and fall. And I'm putting it high enough that it's going to hit her mid shin which could cause a stumble at best."
"I think this is a way better proposal than Young Gun's last summer." Crosby says.
"I can't believe I left Europe early to come back for this only to get ragged on." Aiden says and I laugh.
I look around as my carefully planned proposal comes to life. The setup is simple. Jo trips on the fishing line causing a chain reaction. A little lever will switch, turning the string lights on. When the forest is illuminated in soft golden light she'll turn and see me down on one knee.
"She's not moving to D.C. though is she?" Duncan asks.
"I know she's expressed interest in being on the new team but I don't know if she's heard anything." And it's been so frustrating to havethat be completely out of our control. "But I can't wait any longer to be engaged to her."
And hopefully she's okay getting married at the courthouse in town. I want to leave Colorado next week fucking married and then whisk her off for another week of honeymooning. Then two weeks wherever she wants to be before she has to go back to Salt Lake City.
"I think it's romantic." Felix says.
"Thank you, French Fry."
"But so help me if this party is spoiled because you decided to maim your fiancé before proposing." Felix grumbles. He’s planned the engagement party at the house afterwards and currently has our family decorating.
"She'll be fine." I assure him.
"Couldn't you just flip the lights on when she gets closer?" Emmett asks.
"No, you guys don't get it. We're together because of pranks and her storming through the woods to get away from me. It's fucking poetic that she's going to trip coming through the woods to gettome this time."
