Mr. Handsome A Billionaire Romance(57)

Jeffrey got up from his seat once the plane was level and he walked over to the bar to fix us both drinks.

“You’ll see when we get there,” Jeffrey said mysteriously.

I chewed on my bottom lip and tried to figure it out for myself, but I couldn’t guess anything because Jeffrey simply had sprung all of it on me. I had no clue what he was planning.

“Okay, can you tell me how long it will take to get there?” I changed tactics and asked him that instead.

“Just ten minutes, actually.”

That only further confused me…what, were we flying over to JFK or something? Jeffrey chuckled at my bemused expression and he handed me a glass of gin and tonic.

“Can you just tell me? The suspense is killing me.”

Jeffrey put his fingers over the pulse in my neck.

“No, I’d say you’re just fine. Or you at least have enough time to live until we get there.”

I smiled reluctantly and then laughed.

“You’re such a pain, Jeffrey, just tell me!”

Jeffrey sat down and took a sip of his drink, his expression was serene and his posture completely at ease. He sagely denied my demands the entire way to only Jeffrey and the pilot knew where.

“We’re here, you can stop scowling at me now.”

Jeffrey grinned and stood up, he held out his hand and I put my drink down so that he could pull me up. We were still in the air, so I didn’t really know where “here” was. Jeffrey took me over to one of the big oval windows and then pointed to a bunch of lights in the water below.

I realized they must have been on some sort of barge or something, then I focused on what the lights spelled out. ‘Do you love me?’ brightly shone like a beacon up to where we could see. I was already getting teary and it was only a simple question.

I looked over at Jeffrey who was studying my every move, I gave him a tender smile and then he smiled slowly in return.

“Do you love me?” Jeffrey whispered and I nodded.

“I do love you, Jeffrey,” I finally admitted and his expression instantly changed into one of such pure joy that I had to catch my breath. He was just so beautiful.

“You do?” he asked again to double check.

I giggled and then nodded.

“I love you,” I said simply and he took me up in a huge hug and spun me around a few times.

When he set me down, I glanced out of the window again and saw the wording had changed, this time to, ‘I love you, will you marry me?’ My heart stopped in my chest before it sped up to racehorse proportions.

“I already know I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Christina, we don’t have to get married today, I just want to know…will you?” Jeffrey lowered to one knee and held my left hand in his. His eyes held so much emotion as he waited for my next words.

It’s as if the moment was suspended in time on the tip of a pin. I knew every day with Jeffrey would be amazing and that I would only continue to love him more and more each day. With him, I felt complete and there was no denying it anymore. How could I not say yes?

“Yes, I’ll marry you, Jeffrey,” I whispered and he picked me up into another spinning hug.

In that moment, I think we were the happiest couple miles high in the sky. Jeffrey set me down on my feet and his lips glued themselves to mine as we kissed as if our lives depended on it. I understood then why he planned for us to become a part of the “mile-high club.” How could I not make love to such a wonderful man who has only wanted me from the day we met?

“Wait, I totally forgot about this part,” Jeffrey said once he broke the kiss.

I was feeling a little dizzy and a lot needy. Jeffrey pulled out a black ring box and opened it. When did he have the time to buy a ring? The ring itself was beautiful, not too flashy, not too understated either. The ring was silver and diamond encrusted, it was also in the shape of a flower and it held a larger diamond in its center. I was stunned into silence.

“I had actually thought about this before today…I was walking down Fifth and saw this in the window and figured I’d keep it until I asked you. I just had no idea I’d be asking you so soon,” Jeffrey said sheepishly.

He slid it onto my finger and I was shocked that it fit perfectly…what did he do --- measure my finger in my sleep?

“Holy shit, I guessed a size at random…see we’re perfect for each other,” Jeffrey said with a boyish grin.

I was still in a state of surprise. The ring was beautiful and I couldn’t believe I had just gotten engaged…to Jeffrey Bates! To me he was just Jeffrey, though, and one day we’d get married and have kids, Mama Lola’s wish would finally come true.

“Can you say something please? Anything?” Jeffrey sounded a bit anxious and I looked up at him.

“I’m just in shock, I’m like…rambling in my head…this was just a surprise. I never expected you to ask me to marry you,” I said and Jeffrey smiled at the awed expression on my face.

“I just figured why not, you know? We don’t have to get married right away, we can wait as long as you want…well, not for a super long time because I’d like to have my last name attached to yours,” Jeffrey said seriously.

“I won’t keep you waiting long, I promise…” I said and Jeffrey smiled again before he kissed me.

“So, now that you’re my fiancé, you’re going to move in with me, right?”