CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
JULIAN
I SAT in the car, bouncing my knee nervously. I’d brought Luna to the beach for what she thought was a last-minute weekend getaway. In reality, plans had been in the works for weeks.
Last month, I flew Luna’s father and mother up to Portland for a very important conversation. She had no idea I’d met with them, but I felt it was only respectful to ask for their daughter’s hand in marriage. They were more than willing to help me plan the moment that was quickly approaching.
There was a royal blue velvet box burning a hole in my pocket. Inside was a round-cut sapphire surrounded by diamonds and set in white gold. I knew I had to see it on her ring finger when I laid eyes on it at the jeweler. Now, I just had to calm myself enough to get out of the car and walk do
