Kathryn Ross - Bride For A Year

She didn’t answer immediately and he reached into the inside pocket of his jacket and brought out a small box. He opened it and a large solitaire diamond ring sparkled invitingly inside.

‘You’ve already bought the ring?’ Her eyes flew from the box to his face.

‘I feel very confident that this is the right thing to do.’

‘I’m sorry, Brad, but I can’t say I share that confidence.’

He picked up the ring from the box, holding it between finger and thumb so that it caught the candlelight on the table and reflected a myriad of rainbow colours. ‘Tell you what: if it fits the third finger of your left hand perfectly, we’ll call it an omen and go ahead... And if it doesn’t we’ll forget the whole thing.’

Paige frowned. ‘That’s a bit flip for such an important decision, don’t you think?’

He smiled. ‘I’m a great believer in fate.’ He picked up her hand and slipped the ring in place.

It fitted perfectly. ‘Just like Cinderella and the glass slipper,’ he said with a twinkle in his eyes as she looked up at him.

‘Brad, this is—’

Whatever she had been going to say was cut off by the way he leaned across and kissed her on the lips.

It was just a brief kiss, but it was warm and inviting and it made her forget exactly just what she had been going to say.

She stared at him wordlessly as he sat back in his chair. ‘Shall I order some champagne?’

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