Leaving Bluestone Page 18

  Tears streamed down her sun-pinkened cheeks as she nodded, her lips pressed together. With a shaking hand, he picked up the box and popped it open.

  “It’s a blue topaz, because of the lake, you know. I know it’s not traditional, and if you don’t like it we can take it back. It’s not too big so you can wear it when you work. And—”

  She cut off anything else he was about to say with a kiss, winding her arms around his neck, pressing her body against his so that for a moment, he forgot what they were doing. He drew back to look into her eyes.

  “Do you like it?”

  “I love it. Put it on me.”

  Still shaking, he took the ring out, the dark blue square-cut topaz sitting between two square-cut diamonds, sitting on a white-gold band and gripped her hand. She was also shaking, and watched as he slid the ring on her finger.

  “Perfect,” she murmured, opening and closing her fingers to test the fit.

  “Yes,” he said, “You are.”

  THE END

  MJ Fredrick knows about chasing dreams. Twelve years after she completed her first novel, she signed her first publishing contract. Now she divides her days between teaching fourth grade students how to write, and diving into her own writing—traveling everywhere in her mind, from Belize to Honduras to Africa to the past.

  Find her at mjfredrick.com and mjfredrick.wordpress.com

  Other contemporary romances:

  Something to Talk About

  Road Signs

  Where There’s Smoke

  Bull by the Horns

  Three Days, Two Nights

  Star Power

  Bluestone Homecoming

  Bluestone Song

  Romantic suspense:

  Don’t Look Back

  Breaking Daylight

  Hot Shot

  Midnight Sun

  Beneath the Surface

  Guarded Hearts

  Historical romance:

  Sunrise Over Texas

  Contents

  Title page

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Epilogue