Chapter Twelve #2
By the time he got back to his bike, he had an engagement ring in his pocket, and he felt rather smug.
“I can’t believe you had me come with you,” Doc said, shaking his head. “It wasn’t like you took any of my advice.”
Razor laughed. “Please, how could I take your advice, all you wanted me to do was turn away and not even bother with it.”
“So, are you going over there tonight to pop the question?” Doc asked.
Razor turned over his ignition, feeling his baby purr to life. “No.”
“You mean to tell me I spent most of my afternoon in a jewelry store, and you don’t even know when you’re going to propose?”
“That’s correct.”
“Son of a bitch.”
“But at least I am ready for when that opportunity presents itself.” He winked toward his Prez.
There had been a few moments where he’d wanted to ask her to marry him.
None of them ever materialized for the simple fact he wasn’t holding the damn ring.
Now, he didn’t have a single excuse. He had the ring.
Now, he just needed the right time. It had to be romantic.
He needed to blow Eden’s socks off, and it had to be a story they would tell for generations.
“Hey, you never said, how are things going with Maeve and Charlotte?” Razor asked.
“Good, I think.”
Razor smirked, but he saw Doc was attempting to act nonchalant.
Rather than pry into his Prez’s psyche, he decided to just drop it and head back toward town.
He’d not told Eden where he was going to be.
All he mentioned was club business, and he’d noticed that those few words stopped her from prying any further into his life.
Razor was an open book about himself, but when it came to the club, there were things she didn’t need to know.
During the ride to town, he couldn’t stop thinking about the best way to pop the question. He needed to talk to Maeve to see if the other woman had any suggestions. If anyone knew how Eden would want to be proposed to, it would be her sister.
The ride took quite a while with a few stops along the way as there were a lot of traffic jams, as roads got resurfaced. By the time he arrived back in Rivermont Ridge, it was already dark and had started to get chilly.
Doc waved his hand goodbye, and he made his way toward Eden and Maeve’s house, slowing down as he entered their street, as kids still played outside late.
They all stayed out of his way, but several gave him a wave.
He wanted to make this work with Eden, and he wasn’t about to make trouble in her neighborhood.
Parking his bike, he made his way toward the house and knocked. He hadn’t been given a key yet. Eden said she had to talk to Maeve, but her sister had been so busy lately, they hardly had spoken about letting him have a key to the house.
Maeve opened the door, and she was dressed in sweatpants and a crop top. She wore makeup as well, and he could tell it had just recently been applied.
“Hey,” Maeve said, stepping out of the way. “I’m starting to think I should charge you rent.”
He laughed. “Go ahead. I don’t mind.”
Maeve wrinkled her nose. “I’m just busting your balls. Eden’s up in her room.” He looked up the stairs and then reached out and grabbed Maeve’s arm, being careful not to hold her too tightly.
“What the—”
“I need to talk to you.”
“If you have cheated or hurt her in any way, I swear to fucking any saint that would listen, to allow your balls and dick to drop off right now.”
“What the hell? You need to think about yourself. I’m not cheating on her, and it’s nothing like that. Damn, woman, you need to get your head cleared or some shit and stop fucking cursing my dick and balls. That shit is nasty.” He couldn’t help but scrunch up his face.
He reached into his jacket pocket and handed her the velvet box. “Look.”
She rolled her eyes, then opened it. “Oh, wow, that is not a pair of earrings.”
“Earrings?” He shook his head. “Of course not. I want to ask your sister to marry me.”
“Marry you?”
“Yeah, marry me. I think that is a huge freaking deal.”
Maeve’s mouth was wide open. “Why would you want to marry my sister?”
He frowned, because clearly, he wasn’t speaking right. Glancing up the staircase, he checked to see if Eden had come out of her room, but there was no sign of her. He breathed a sigh of relief, because he did not want to get this wrong.
“I love her. I love her more than anything and I want to spend the rest of my life with this woman.” It felt so good to get that off his chest.
He looked toward Maeve, who started with a dumbfounded look on her face, which changed into a beaming smile.
“Thank you,” Maeve said.
This made him frown. “What?”
“For loving my sister. For not being a dirtbag. I did tell her there would be a man out there for her, and only for her.”
He knew to win Eden over completely, he needed to have her sister onboard.
“I’m going to need your help. I want this to be the best damn proposal she has ever experienced.”
Maeve clapped her hands together and then gasped, as they both, this time, turned to look toward the stairs. She let out a little whimper.
“Sorry, I’m just so freaking excited. This is good news. This is big news.”
He smiled at her. “You’re willing to help me?”
“You’ve got that straight, buster. I will help you with this.”
It had already been too long since he last saw Eden, and he was starting to feel the withdrawal.
Another glance upstairs, and he sighed. “Quickly, do you have any rough ideas?” he asked.
“Rough ideas? Not a clue. But then, Eden has never been interested in the whole marriage thing. She has always been more of a ... work person. She didn’t think men would want to date her, let alone marry her.” Maeve winced and shrugged.
“That doesn’t help me,” he said.
“Hey,” Maeve said, slapping his arm. “I am sure with the two of us, not butting heads but figuring this out, we can work together.” She winked at him.
“I’ll let you go and I am going to have a good, long think.
Trust me, this is going to be incredible.
” There was a second wink, and then she turned on her heel and made her way into the living room.
He looked up toward the stairs and placed the ring in the secret pocket in his jacket. He was aware of it being there, but he was not just going to come out and pop the question. He was going to wait for the right time.