Jenna POV
I didn’t even feel it. How had this man slipped this massive rock on my finger without me even noticing it? And it was magnificent; I’d never seen anything so beautiful in my life. The large princess cut center stone looked like it danced and shimmered in the sun, and the two diamond halos that surrounded it were perfect in every way. I’d never told Gio what kind of ring I would want, but he knew me so well that he’d nailed it.
“Pixie? I’m happy that you like the ring, or at least I think you do with the way you keep staring at it, but could you put me out of my misery and answer the question?” Gio asked.
“Oh, my God! I’m so sorry, baby, yes! Yes, I’ll marry you!” I yelled. How could I completely forget that I’d been asked the most important question of my life?
