He didn’t budge, didn’t make a move to put the ring on her finger. He wanted to hear her answer. They’d learned so many months ago that the biggest hurdle they’d ever encountered was their issue with communication. They didn’t have that problem anymore.
Braydon cocked an eyebrow as she continued to nod her head in agreement. He smiled.
“Yes,” Jessie choked out. “Oh my God, yes. I’ll marry you.”
Fearful that his own tears were going to break free and his brothers would have the right to ridicule him for the rest of his natural life, Braydon slipped the ring on her finger and pulled her against him, burying his face in her neck.
And maybe, one or two tears might’ve fallen.
Not that he was ever going to admit to it though.