“Ramsey,” she whispered, not even sure why she was being so quiet. “It’s really dark out here. Don’t you think we should go back?”
“Yeah, probably,” he agreed, stopping and staring down at her. “Let’s just go a little farther, and if we don’t find the other side, we’ll circle back.”
Lexi nodded.
After another minute of walking on the darkened path, they followed a bend in the trail, and suddenly, light illuminated the path before them.
“Oh, good,” she murmured, breathing a sigh of relief. “We made it.”
Ramsey smiled back at her. “We did.”
Lexi looked into his face and saw a glint of something she hadn’t recognized before. Had she not been looking? He appeared absolutely ecstatic. She hadn’t even realized how happy he was and that such a small walk with her could brighten his mood.
Walking forward along the path, Lexi noticed it narrowed as they ventured toward the light. Her eyes widened as everything came into focus.
No wonder he was grinning like an idiot.
White candles of all different shapes and sizes flickered along the path. Hundreds of them illuminated their way, and she noticed, where she hadn’t before, the streetlights were all still in place but had been shut off to allow the red-and-orange flames to be the only source of light. He had turned off the world in Piedmont Park to give Lexi one of her own.
She stared forward, perplexed and in awe at what was materializing, as she followed him down the pathway. The candles opened up to a small clearing where a giant blanket was laid out with a picnic basket and a dozen long-stemmed red roses in a clear vase.
“What is this?” she whispered, facing Ramsey once more.
He just smiled. “Dessert?”
Lexi didn’t even have words right then. How was he always able to surprise her with such unbelievable acts of kindness? Would she ever be able to reciprocate his immense love and admiration for her?
He slowly pulled his dress shoes off his feet and padded onto the plush blanket that she suddenly realized was the same one they had used at Stone Mountain on their very first date. Kicking her heels off her feet, she walked forward, toward him, her face still a mask of shock.
She stood there, and without her heels on, she had to tilt her head back to look into his face. “How long have you been planning this?”
“Long enough that I wasn’t going to let you miss dinner,” he murmured.
“Sneaky.”
“I’m so in love with you.” He reached up, took a hold of the ponytail holder, and freed her long, flowing hair. It fanned out around her face and past her shoulders in giant waves from the spiraled tight bun. “That’s better. That’s more like you.”
Lexi beamed up at her boyfriend. He had planned all of this. She couldn’t believe it. Her mind wasn’t even functioning properly as she realized just how much he really loved her. He was full of surprises. He had been from day one.
“What’s for dessert?” she murmured, licking her lips.
“There will be plenty of time for that,” he said huskily. He lightly brushed his lips against hers.
“Now?”
“Later,” he said before kissing her once more.
“Now?” she repeated, reaching up on her tiptoes to try to capture his lips again.
“Alexa, my Alexa, I don’t know how to say this any other way.” He pushed a lock of her hair out of her face.
“Say what?” She was still staring at his lips.
“You are and always will be everything I want in my life. You get me through even the cloudiest of days by making the sun shine all around you. I could never in a million years find the right words to let you know how much you mean to me. So, I thought I’d start my explanation with this.” Ramsey slowly sank to one knee.
Lexi gasped, her hand rising to her mouth. “Oh my God,” she murmured as she watched him pull a small black box out of his pocket.
He slowly opened the lid and revealed what lay beneath. She stared in wonder as hundreds of flames reflected off the engagement ring. Perfect, simple, elegant—it was everything that represented their relationship and more. A perfectly cut pear-shaped diamond sat all alone on a thin silver band. It needed no adornment. It needed no decoration. It was flawless all on its own.
“Alexa Mae Walsh,” Ramsey began, holding the ring out for her viewing, “will you do me the honor of spending the rest of our lives together as my wife?”
Tears welled in her eyes, and she brushed them aside with her free hand. Her heartbeat was accelerating, and she couldn’t keep from staring at him with her mouth open. Her eyes shone with unadulterated shock at the turn of events.
“Lexi?” he murmured her name again softly. He was still waiting for an answer.
She could see the concern beginning to creep onto his face.
“Yes! Yes, oh God, yes! Of course, Ramsey,” she told him, leaning down and kissing him full on the lips.
His arms came up around her, and he picked her up off the ground and swung her in a circle. “You said yes.”
“Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes,” she said over and over again.
Placing her lightly on her feet, he took her left hand in his own and slowly slid the ring onto her finger. The diamond glittered in the candlelight, and they both stared at how perfectly it fit.
“You said yes,” he repeated.
“Did you think I’d say anything else?” she whispered, transfixed by the diamond resting on her finger.
“No.” He brushed his finger against her ring. “It suits you.”
“You suit me, Ramsey Bridges.”
“Forever and always.”
Chapter 2
Lexi blinked into the afternoon sun. It was all but blinding and caused her to sneeze three times, back to back to back.
“That’s really cute,” Ramsey told her.
She glanced at him to retort, but then she let out another sneeze as she looked up into the sun over his shoulder. He chuckled softly to himself, clearly trying to hold it in.
“Thanks,” she muttered. She sniffled at the onslaught. She walked over to his parked Mercedes and hopped inside.
It had been twenty-four hours. Just twenty-four hours. A whole f**king twenty-four hours. The longest and shortest twenty-four hours of her life.
They had walked out of Jack and Bekah’s wedding.
They had actually walked out of their wedding!
Her head still swam with the thought. She couldn’t believe they had done it. She couldn’t believe Ramsey had come with her. She couldn’t believe how much mind-blowing, earth-shattering sex they had had in the past twenty-four hours.
From where they had been just one week earlier, she was hard-pressed to believe all that could happen in such a short period of time. She hadn’t even left his bedroom until a minute ago when they had both caved and decided eating was in their best interest.
Not to mention, she had a plane to catch.
Ramsey kept trying to talk her out of it. He wanted her to stay in Atlanta for a while longer. She didn’t have a job lined up yet, but she wasn’t ready to just move in with him. Call her crazy, but jumping into things right after the madness of the past week didn’t sound like the best idea. She wanted to try to work everything out with Ramsey. She wouldn’t mind considering moving in with him again, but maybe she would do it eventually—like after they got all of their trust issues out of the way.
“Come on, just stay one more week,” Ramsey said, sliding his hand into hers across the car.
“Nope. Can’t do it. I need to get home and work out some things there—find out about the jobs I applied for, settle things with Chyna, make sure Rachelle hasn’t kicked me out of the apartment.” Talk to John. Yeah, she still needed to talk to him before she could settle all of this with Ramsey.
“All things that can be done a week from now.” Ramsey backed out of the driveway and started to zip through the city.
“Psh. If I let things sit with Chyna, she’ll eat me alive when I see her next.”
“She’ll get over it. If we’re okay, then she should be, too.”
“You clearly don’t know my best friend and her ability to hold a grudge,” Lexi told him.
“I’m just glad that you don’t have the same affinity for it.”
Really? She was pretty sure she could benefit from holding on to a grudge a bit tighter. Lexi could think of one too many times when she had been too forgiving, too understanding, too accepting. Jack Howard.
No, she wouldn’t think about him today. She wouldn’t think about their past and everything that had led to her walking out of his wedding. Today was the day that she wanted to move forward and be okay with the fact that she had left with Ramsey. She would just think about Ramsey today.
Maybe tomorrow, she would let the weight of what she had done sink in—when she was all alone and could start to process what had happened. Maybe after she found out whether Jack had gone through with it…
“Where are we getting food anyway?” Lexi asked, changing the subject. She might have also forgiven Ramsey too easily. She wouldn’t think about that right now either.
“I was thinking Flip Burger,” he suggested.
Her stomach growled at the mention of food, and feeling embarrassed, she placed her hand on it.
“I guess we waited too long to eat.” Ramsey smirked at the suggestion.
She was sure that he was thinking about their sexcapade last night.
Her cheeks heated as she replayed her body sliding against his, his hands running through her hair, their hot breaths mingling in the dark room.
“Uh…Flip sounds fine,” Lexi said, pushing a lock of hair behind her ear and staring out the passenger window.
Sex had been a nice distraction from all the problems they had to face. She had unabashedly reveled in it, knowing they had too much to talk about when they were finished. She wondered if they would be having this conversation over lunch or if it would wait until later, like maybe when she was back in New York. Lexi had so many decisions to make, and she didn’t even know where to start.
Ramsey pulled into the Flip Burger parking lot and took the last remaining spot. As Lexi stepped out of the Mercedes, the August heat pressed down on her from all sides, and the humidity caused her dark curls to tighten from the added moisture. She couldn’t believe how just three years in New York City could change her ability to handle the humid Southern summers. A twinge in her chest reminded her how much she missed the city, and she couldn’t wait to get back even though returning would do nothing to help her relationship.
“Shall we?” Ramsey asked, coming around to her side of the car and extending his hand in front of them.
“I believe so.”
They made it up to the front of the building and pushed through the crowd waiting to be seated.
“Welcome to Flip. How can I help you?” the waitress asked when they approached.
“What’s the wait for two?” Lexi asked.
“About twenty to thirty minutes.”
“Okay, that’s fine. Lexi, for two.”
“For four,” Ramsey said over her head.