Page 101 of Imperfect Heart

“Would you like a tour?” she asked.

“We’d love one,” her mom said.

Hours later, she climbed the stairs to her and Tim’s bedroom. They’d finally moved in together two months ago when her parents had found a buyer for the house, and she still had to pinch herself sometimes that everything was so perfect.

Pushing into the bedroom, she paused on the threshold. “Cheating on me already?”

Tim grinned. “She’s keeping my feet warm.”

“When are you going to admit you don’t want to give her up?” She sat on the edge of the bed and scratched Mitzy behind the ears.

“I already told Denise you’d fallen in love with her and couldn’t bear to see her go.”

“Of course you did. She’s going to have to move if you want me in bed with you.”

“I have something for you.” He leaned around her and rummaged in the nightstand. Sitting back against his pillows, he held out whatever he’d retrieved from the drawer.

Zoe blinked at the small gold ring between his thumb and forefinger as the deep green emerald sparkled in the light from the lamp.

“That’s my grandmother’s ring.”

He tilted it toward him, then back at her. “Yes.”

She looked at him in shock. “Where did you get my grandmother’s ring?”

“Your mom brought it with her. She said it was your favorite when you were a little girl.”

“It was.” She was having a hard time catching her breath. Was he doing what she thought he was doing?

Tim sat up. “Zoe Mariana Olivera Acevedo, will you marry me?”

Meu Deus. “Yes,” she whispered. “Yes!”

He slid the ring onto her shaking hand. “I love you.”

Zoe pressed her lips to his. “I love you.”

He smirked against her lips. “You remember when you were stuck in that window?”

“Yes…”

“I have this fantasy…”

The End