As we embraced, it was like I was kissing him for the first time all over again. The whole world seemed to stop spinning, and the butterflies in my stomach made my whole body tremble as my heart raced like mad. Cam Meyers was all mine, I was all his, and we were crazily, undeniably head-over-heels in love. Just the way it was supposed to be.
God, I was so lucky.
When we finally broke away from our kiss, we waved at the cheering crowd, and something suddenly occurred to me.
“This is what you and Kara were whispering about earlier, right?” I asked, turning back to Cam.
He gave me a cheeky smile. “Yep. She helped me set this up with the event organizers, along with Shania. When Shania said she went to the bathroom earlier, she was actually sneakily checking to make sure it was all still in order. Oh, and we got someone to film it and send the video to my Dad and your Mom. So they’ll probably be calling us any second now.”
I giggled. I wasn’t just lucky to have Cam; I was also lucky to have such great friends and family.
A moment later, I wiped the tears of joy from my cheeks and held out my hand, admiring the beautiful ring again as it sparkled under the bright convention lights.
“Well…now that you’ve officially locked me down, you can’t be a devilish playboy ever again,” I said, looking back up at Cam with a mischievous smile and a teasing glint in my eyes.
He grinned. “Nah, I’m still a playboy,” he replied, squeezing my hand. “Only this time, I’m playing for keeps…”