Emma POV
I stared at the ring on my finger.
This was so surreal. I was engaged. I would be someone’s wife. Me. Emma. I would be a wife.
A small smile spread across my face. I liked that I would become Logan’s wife. I wanted it. I wanted to be tied to him in every way possible.
“I can’t wait to wake up to this every day for the rest of my life.” I heard Logan’s voice, and I looked up.
He was leaning on the doorframe, and he had a smile on his face.
“Wake up to what?” I asked as I stood up and approached him.
“Your beautiful face.” he said as he pulled me to him.
He pressed his lips against mine, and I moaned.
“No.” I heard Andrew’s stern voice. “Not in my house.”
Logan growled and stopped kissing me. I chuckled and looked at my brother.
He had a box in his hands, and he was star
