Aidan
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He pulls me so I straddle his lap. “Well. What do we do with a coincidence like that, Ms. Smythe?”
I capture his lips with mine. “Let me show you, recruit.”
Epilogue
Aidan
Three months later
I look up as Stella rushes into the kitchen, where I’m enjoying an ice-cold beer and unpacking. We’ve been at it for three days now ever since we moved into our new house in the quiet suburbs of Ridge City, and Stella broke off to unpack her office, which used to be one of the three bedrooms in the small house.
Her eyes are shining. “I have something to tell you.”
I set down the bottle and smile. “Okay.”
“Your essay was chosen for publication.”
My eyes bug out. “Really?”
In the aftermath of the shootout, I nearly forgot about my essay. I finished the last round of edits and then was so busy with testimony for the trial and starting the academy that I forgot all about it.
“Yes. And not only that, it’s been nominated for a prize too.”
“No shit!” I sweep her into my arms and spin her around. “All thanks to you.”
“You wrote it!” she protests with a giggle.
I stop spinning and kiss the tip of her nose. “But you saw something, and you believed in me. You didn’t judge me for being an ex-con. You saw past who I was, and you took a chance. Without you, this couldn’t have happened. So thank you.”
Her cheeks are pink as she shrugs, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. “Well.”
Her modesty—at least as far as her accolades go—always makes me smile. “Way to go, Teach.”
She smiles and rolls her eyes. “This is quite the feather in my cap, I suppose.”
“Well, now that you’re here, want to give me a hand?” I ask.
“Sure. What can I do?”
I nod toward a narrow cabinet next to the microwave. “I stuck something in there, but it doesn’t go there. Can you grab it for me?”
“Uh-huh.” She crosses the composite wood floor and pulls the white cabinet open. Then she freezes.
“Problem?” I ask innocently.
Stella reaches in and pulls out a small, round, carved wooden box I whittled and made myself. She turns around slowly, her hand out, the box resting on her palm.
“What…”
“Open it,” I say softly.
With slightly shaking hands, she pops the lid, and one hand goes to her mouth.
I walk over to her, take her hand, and kiss her knuckles, then slowly lower myself to one knee. “I know we haven’t known each other long, Stella, but you’ve changed my life in the short time you’ve been in it for the better. I never thought I could have all that I have—a new lease on life, and the love of my life. I never thought I was worthy of it. But you showed me otherwise. And almost dying together, well…” I trail off, grinning up at her. “It’s like you said. You’re stuck with me. So I thought, maybe we could make it official.”
Her ring is modest, a singular cushion-cut diamond set into a sparkling platinum band. I got a substantial raise after starting the academy, and I’ll get another one once I graduate in a few months. I wished I could buy her a giant rock, but when I saw this ring, I knew it was perfect.
“Yes,” she whispers. “Yes.”
I rise and slip the ring on her finger. “I’m asking a lot of you, but I know you can handle it. You’re stronger than me. We can handle this together.”
“Yes, we can,” Stella says, and melts into my arms.
I owe her so much. So much she doesn’t even realize. And I will spend every moment I have making sure she knows just how grateful I am—for my new life, and most of all, for her.
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