Jarrett's pov I woke up to her ring on my chest.Not Helena. Just the ring. She must have taken it off in the night and set it on my sternum, like she was marking territory.That was very Helena.I could smell coffee and pine and her shampoo on the pillow next to me. The lake outside was that cold, blue morning color that made you want to stay in bed. Or, in my case, get up before she did something crazy like propose back with a Zamboni.She was on the porch in my hoodie, knees tucked up, mug in both hands, watching the fog lift off the water. She turned when she heard the screen door, and her smile hit differently then. Not just soft. Settled."Morning, husband-to-be," she said."Morning, owner." I sat down and stole her coffee. "Did you sleep?""No. I kept waiting to wake up from it. Kept thinking I'd imagined you kneeling on that dock.""You didn't imagine the knee pain, I can promise you that." I winced. "I'm gonna need ice and an apology from this house."She laughed and then di
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