I finally knew exactly how I wanted the ring to look too. That's what my mom and I spent the last hour on before I picked Stacy up from her late lunch with her friends. Final tweaks on the design for her engagement ring.
"Camilla was just letting me know that I have sold half of my photos. That's it, my jealous vixen," I said, taking the hand I held in mine and twirling her around before pulling her close and pressing her body against mine.
"Always with the fucking names," she said, knowing that used to be my opening move. The joy and excitement in her voice was palpable when she beamed up at me over her shoulder and said, "Congratulations, Scottie. It's happening. You did it. I'm so proud of you."
My chest swelled with gratitude and pure happiness, hoping she would agree to be by my side for all my future exhibitions.
