Page 76 of Camilla & Dallas
What was he thinking?
That was ridiculous.
He shrugged off the feeling of unease and opted for the teasing route like he’d used before. “If I have my way, there’s going to be a wedding by the end of the season. You gonna need a plus one?”
Isabelle shook her head. “Not dating anyone. Don’t think I’d want to bring a new boyfriend to my sister’s wedding, either.”
“Why is that?”
Her eyes flashed to his. “Why shouldn’t I bring a new boyfriend?”
“No,” he drawled. “Why aren’t you dating? The Isabelle I remember used to love talking about guys she was interested in.”
She gaped at him, blushing momentarily. “Were you eavesdropping on my conversations with my best friend?”
“Didn’t she marry some firefighter?”
Isabelle opened her mouth again, but the sound of voices approaching had her ducking back behind a pole. She had her phone poised and ready so she could record the whole thing for her parents.
Dallas turned his attention to the entrance of the barn before he rubbed a clammy hand along his slacks. The second Camilla came into view, his breath stalled in his chest. She froze in the doorway, her eyes sweeping over the scene before them. Dallas caught a glimpse of Jason slipping away, but not before his attention snagged on Isabelle.
Momentarily caught off guard by his strange reaction, Dallas didn’t realize that Camilla was now standing directly in front of him.
“Dallas?” she whispered, her voice shaking.
His eyes darted to her, and he gave her a crooked smile as he held up a ring box he’d had since weeks after meeting her. “I knew you belonged with me from the first moment I laid eyes on you.”
Her hand covered her mouth. In that moment, nothing else mattered. Not to him. Not to the love of his life.
Dallas cocked his head slightly and his grin stretched wider. “I told you that I knew you would be my wife, and while you might have thought I was insane, this is me proving thatmaybe we’re both a little crazy. Leaving you was the hardest and dumbest thing I’ve done in my life, and if you… say yes…” His voice cracked. “Then I’ll make sure nothing like that ever happens again.”
Tears fell down her cheeks in streams, and Camilla knelt down in front of him. She wrapped both of her hands around the box he held with a nod of her head.
“I choose you, Camilla. I will always choose you. Forever.”
“I love you, Dallas,” she whispered. “More than anything. More than anyone. You’re my… everything.”
“Yeah?” he rasped.
“Yeah.” She let out a soft laugh. “You better get used to it. Because I’m not going anywhere.” Her hands fell from the box, and he flipped it open.
“I plan on upgrading the?—”
Her quiet gasp was music to his ears, and she shook her head profusely. “It’s perfect. Is this…?”
He nodded. “It’s the one I got before I left.”
More tears spilled from her eyes when she blinked. “It really is perfect, Dallas.”
“No more than you,” he said.
With that, she threw her arms around his neck and crashed her lips against his. Their kiss deepened and his hold on her tightened until the sound of someone clearing their throat broke past the haze of exhilaration that surrounded them.
“Congrats, guys.” Isabelle waved her phone in the air. “I’ll send this…”
Camilla gasped again, wiping her eyes as she spun to face her sister. Then she laughed through her happy tears. “To mom and dad?”
Isabelle nodded. “Yep. Unless you want it first.”
