Perfect fit…
“Yes, but it wasn’t personal and if I could change it I would. I also think I’ve made the best amends possible and I hope you’ll forgive me one day. I completely restructured how we do our expansion sites so something like this won’t ever happen again.”
“And you didn’t admit that you were the CEO of Autumn Wonder while we were dating. And you had all that time to tell me!” I held my hand in front of my face and saw how stunning the ring was: “Mrs. Lockwood” was etched in cursive onto one side of the band, and “I love you” was etched on the other.
“Correct.”
“And we haven’t known each other for that long. You really expect me to marry you? You think I would want to spend the rest of my life with you?”
“Yes,” he smiled.
“Well I don’t,” I folded my arms. “And I’m going to keep this ring just like I kept that charm bracelet because it’s absolutely beautiful and I know you wouldn’t care if I did. I’m sure a billionaire like you can afford a lot more of these so—”
“So will you marry me, Selena?” he pulled me close enough to kiss me.
“No…” I shook my head. “I can’t….Unless you ask me one more time—in the movies the guy always asks three times,” I felt a tear fall down my face.
He smiled and got down on one knee, “Selena Ross—I mean, Beauregard…Most stubborn and frustrating woman I have ever met, I am in love with you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you make me the happiest man alive and marry me?”
“I’m in love with you too Ethan…Yes!” I leaned in to kiss him but he moved away.
“I can’t kiss you yet,” he pulled me to my feet. “The setting’s not right.”
“WHAT!”
“You wouldn’t believe that I really cared about you, that I really loved you if I kissed you right now,” he smirked.
“What the hell are you talking about Ethan? I do believe you! Now kiss me damnit! Kiss me right now!”
“Nope,” he walked over to another group of trees, tugging my hand, ignoring my profanity-laced rant.
“Ethan, I would really like a goddamn kiss. There. I finally begged for one. Happy? Now kiss me please…”
He stopped walking and pulled me into his arms. He pulled a small black box out of his hand and pressed a button.
“I think this is what’ll make you believe me,” he smiled and I felt what seemed like droplets of rain falling over us.
I looked up and saw what appeared to be one of the multi-million dollar rain machines we used on movie sets.
“You’ve got to be kidding me...” I shook my head. “Really Ethan? Why would you—”
“Someone once told me that if there’s no rain, it’s not meant to be and the promises the guy made to the girl don’t mean anything. I didn’t want to give you the wrong impression,” he held my face in his hands and kissed me like it was last time we’d ever see each other.
I pulled away to catch my breath, “Someone once told me that the kiss in the rain was a horrible cliché.”
“Oh it still is,” he laughed and pulled me back. “But my fiancée loves it so it doesn’t matter.”