After their shower, Blair wrapped herself in a towel and padded back to the bedroom, her body still humming from their morning activities. She was reaching for her clothes when she heard Roman clear his throat behind her.
She turned around and her breath caught. Roman was on one knee, wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist, holding a small velvet box.
“What are you—” she started, but the words died in her throat.
Roman opened the box, revealing a stunning diamond ring that caught the morning light streaming through their windows. It was perfect. Classic but not boring. Elegant, but not ostentatious. Exactly what she would have chosen for herself.
“I bought this weeks ago,” Roman said, his voice rough with emotion. “Before Peter, before the investigation, before everything
