Chapter 75
Ben, July 7
I’m so excited that I’m awake, showered, shaved, dressed, and fed by four AM. In fact, I’m literally pacing the living room at four AM. On a Saturday. Why am I worse than an excited child scheduled to visit a theme park on their birthday? I’m expected at the airport at eight this morning to fly to America. By the time I return to England, I’ll have my girls in tow. I’m bringing them home!
There’s also a small diamond ring hidden in my carry-on luggage. But I remember Liz’s reaction to finding Matt’s ring, so I’m not convinced I’ll do anything with this. The die-hard bachelor in me is aware how shocking it is that Ben Smith even purchased an engagement ring. Liz and I have been officially dating for about three months, but the idea of losing her again is unacceptable. In fact, the idea of spending any less than the rest of my life with her is unacceptable. I can’t explain it to you other bachelors out there.
Wait, I can. Here it is. If some evil genie showed up and forced me to choose between beer or Liz — as in no beer for the rest of my life if I choose Liz, or no Liz for the rest of my life if I choose beer — I’d choose Liz every time.
Right this very second, I cannot think of a single damn thing I’d choose over Liz if that evil genie tried something else either.