“What are you doing for dinner tonight?”
She lifted her head. “Nothing. Why?”
“I’ll have some rings brought in and you can pick out one you like.”
She blinked. “Just like that?”
“Well, yeah. I want to tell people we’re engaged as soon as possible. Can’t have some slick politician swooping in and trying to take you away from me while I’m in a weakened state.”
She rolled her eyes. “I don’t need your ring on me to tell everyone that I’m in love with you and we’re going to be together forever.”
“I like the sound of that. But still, I need to make a phone call. By tonight, there’ll be a ring on your finger.”
The one thing she knew about Gray Preston was, when he was determined to make something happen, it happened. “Okay. Ring on my finger tonight. Got it.”
He leaned back and pulled her against him again. “See? There’s nothing we can’t accomplish together. Just wait ’til we start making babies.”
She grinned. She couldn’t wait for that part, either.