Marlowe
We stayed by the creek long after the food had gone cold, tangled together beneath the string lights, and I found myself studying the ring on my finger every few minutes, still disbelieving the reality of what had just happened.
"I can't believe you kept this planned for weeks without me noticing anything more specific," I said, tracing the small piece of dark metal worked into the band. "I thought you were just being weird about the wedding logistics."
"I had considerable practice hiding things from you, historically," King said, wry humor threading through his obvious happiness. "Though admittedly, keeping a good secret felt considerably easier than keeping a bad one."
"When did you actually decide? The exact moment."
He considered the question seriously, thoughtful in the f
