May looked up at Kurt, hoping and praying with everything she had that he’d stop thinking so hard about things. “Kurt, I’m not giving anything up,” she said. “And even if I was, I’m gaining so much more.”
He pulled her into a tight hug and held her close. “You’re sure? Like one hundred percent sure?”
“One hundred percent.” And May had never been so happy to say such a thing. The indecision had nearly killed her these past several weeks, and she was so glad she knew now. Without a doubt, she wanted Kurt in her life more than a restaurant.
“Then let’s go buy a ring,” he said, slinging his arm around her shoulder and leading her toward his truck. After helping her up, he leaned into the doorway. “So did you snoop around my cabin while I was out mowing?”
“Of course.” She grinned, sobering
