DONNY STRODE OVER TO his suitcase and pulled out the box containing her engagement ring.
Doesn’t get much more private than this, he told himself. And I just can’t wait until tomorrow night.
He crept stealthily back to the French doors leading out to the patio, and as quietly as possible got down on one knee, the open box extended in front of him.
He silently took a deep breath to steady himself, then gently cleared his throat to get her attention.
When she didn’t turn and look at him, he called out softly.
“Lizzie?”
“Yes, bab...” She swiveled her head to look at him and her voice trailed off, her eyes huge as she saw what he held in his hands.
“I had this big elaborate speech planned,” Donny told her. “All these things I wanted to say. But looking at you, how beautiful you are, how
