Chapter 59

I made breakfast for the both of us, reigning in the conversation by venturing too far as we ate. Bates laughed at me as I winced at the ache in my hips getting down from the stool. This caused him to have to defend himself against the fork I tried to stab him with.

He caught my hand mid-air, stopping the assault to stare at my ring.

"I liked the one I picked out better," he commented, observing it.

"That's not what you say upon seeing someone's engagement ring for the first time," I laughed.

"Oh, sorry," he said, clearing his throat.

"Oh my God, it's so gorgeous, I can't even," he said in a high-pitched voice.

"How did he do it? Did he get down on one knee?

Oh my God...''

I laughed.

"Yes," I answered. "He did, in fact, get down on one knee."

His eyebrows furrowed

"Assuming this happened between yesterday morning and today," he guessed.

"Did he propose here?"

I nodded.

"Where?" He asked, the crease between his eyebrows deepening.

"In his closet," I answered, giggling.

Bates raised an