"You're great, sure, but you haven't even confessed to me yet," Margot shot back, her voice defiant. "I haven't decided if I'd say yes, so what's wrong with me checking out my options? You think you can tell me what to do?"
"Damn right I can," Jaxon replied without missing a beat. "Come with me. I've got a confession surprise ready for you."
Before she could protest, he grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the party room. Her friends, catching on, trailed behind, eager for the show.
Outside the bar, the street was a sea of rose petals, lined with countless bouquets, the air thick with romance. The path led to a clearing where, as Margot blinked in confusion, fireworks exploded overhead, and drones danced in shifting patterns.
Under the dazzling display, Jaxon held up a pair of teddy
