One Wild Night

Chapter 983: You’re My Fiancé



Lucas stirred first, slowly blinking his eyes open as he took in the quiet serenity of the morning. The soft morning light spilled through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the

room.

His gaze fell to the woman nestled close beside him, her head tucked into the curve of his shoulder, her breathing soft and even. Amy's hair spread across the pillow, framing her peaceful face as she lay in a gentle slumber, the faintest of smiles tugging at her lips. The last couple of months without her had been nothing short of hell. He had missed her every moment and had almost been tempted to abandon his training to return to her.

He couldn't believe nor understand how she had come to mean the world to him in such a short time. Sometimes it scared him that he loved so fiercely and he was making his entire world revolve around her, but at times like that he reminded himself that Amy wasn't Rachel, and there was nothing wrong with loving so fiercely.

A tender smile touched his face as he watched her, mesmerized by the simple, perfect contentment she radiated. Carefully, he leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead, savoring the warmth of her skin against his lips. The gentle touch stirred her, and Amy's eyes fluttered open, meeting his with a sleepy smile that was warm and full of love.

"Morning, love," she murmured, her voice soft and drowsy.

"Good morning," he replied, a hint of playfulness in his tone. He brushed a stray lock of hair from her face, tucking it gently behind her ear. "Do you know how much I love waking up to see you like this?"

Amy's cheeks flushed as she shifted closer, wrapping her arms around him. She closed her eyes and murmured, "Not as much as I love sleeping next to you. I love you, Luca."

Lucas's heart swelled at her words. He cupped her face, tilting her chin up so her gaze met his. "Are you sure?" he asked, his voice a playful whisper as he kissed her cheek, then her nose, trailing a path of gentle kisses across her face.

Amy giggled, eyes still half-closed, and nodded with a dreamy smile. "Yes, I'm very sure."

Lucas's expression softened as he paused, a thought weighing on his mind that he'd been holding onto for days, even weeks. His voice was steady yet warm as he asked, "Are you sure enough to marry me?"

Amy's eyes shot open, her drowsy smile replaced by surprise. She searched his face, almost as if expecting to find a hint of humor in his gaze. "Lucas... what did you just say?" she whispered, her voice barely above a breath.

His smile broadened, unwavering. "I want you to be my wife, Amy."

"How... how can you joke about something like that so early in the morning?"

Lucas chuckled as he took her hand in his, his expression softening. "I'm not joking. I mean it," he said, his voice steady and sincere. "I've thought about it for a long time now. I'm absolutely serious. I want you, all of you, forever."

Amy shook her head slightly, still in disbelief. "But we've only been dating for a few months. Isn't it too soon for you to tell?" she asked, her heart racing.

Lucas chuckled, his gaze tender as he pulled her closer. "Did you consider that when you were thinking of quitting your job and move to Husla just to be with me? When you thought I wasn't coming back?"

Amy opened her mouth, but no words came. She had no answer for him, and he simply smiled, taking that as all the answer he needed.

"I didn't just wake up this morning with this thought, Amy," he continued, his voice gentle yet firm. "I've been feeling it every day, every time I spend with you, every time I'm away from you. I spent ten years with the wrong person, thinking that was love, but now I know... I know what it truly means to love someone have someone love me back the same way. These few months with you have shown me what it's like to find a soulmate. You're my soulmate, Amy. The one I was always meant to find. It doesn't matter whether we decide to take this step in a year or ten years from now, you will always be the one for me."

Tears pooled in Amy's eyes, her breath catching as she looked at him. "Lucas... I don't know what to say."

Lucas reached over to the bedside drawer, pulling out a small, velvet ring box. He opened it, revealing a beautifully cut diamond ring that sparkled in the morning light.

She gasped, covering her mouth with one hand, a rush of emotions flickering across her face. She had not realized that he had thought it through to the extent of getting her a ring.

She watched as he got out of bed and knelt on one knee beside her, the box held gently in his hand as he looked up at her, his face filled with hope and love.

"All you have to say is yes, Amy. Say yes to being my lover forever. You can't say no. You're not allowed to say no," he said with a grin and a laugh escaped her lips as tears spilled down her cheeks.

She nodded, her voice breaking as she finally found the words. "Yes... yes, Lucas. A million times, yes."

Lucas beamed, watching her as she slid off the bed and held out her trembling hand to him. He took her hand gently, slipping the ring onto her finger, the perfect fit glinting on her hand as she stared down at it, still overcome with disbelief and joy.

"I promise to make you happy every day of our lives," Lucas murmured, his voice choked with emotion. "To be your best friend, your partner, the man you deserve."

Amy looked up, her eyes shining as she whispered, "And I promise to love you, to be your peace, your strength, and to stand by you always. This sounds like we are exchanging vows already," she joked and they both laughed as their foreheads touched.

They both closed their eyes, savoring the moment until Lucas leaned in, capturing her lips in a gentle, loving kiss, sealing the promise they'd just made to one another.

When they pulled apart, Amy laughed, glancing down at the ring on her finger as though she couldn't believe it was real.

"I can't believe I just got engaged to you," she whispered, her voice full of awe.

"Believe it, my love," he said, wrapping his arms around her, pulling her close once more as they settled back into bed.

"I was going to do a grand proposal, but I figured you'd prefer something private," he said, and she nodded, grinning.

"Yes. This is the most romantic proposal I could have asked for," she said, beaming happily as she looked down at her ring.

"I don't exactly think so. I only did it this way because I couldn't hold back anymore. I was excited to see the ring on your finger," he said, and she giggled.

"When did you get the ring?" she asked curiously.

"A month ago. I planned on proposing by 12 a.m. on new year day," he said, and she scowled.

"You should have done that! Why didn't you wait?!" She asked, hitting his arm playfully.

"Alright. Give me back the ring and I will do it," he said with a chuckle and she giggled.

"It's too late already. I love the ring," she said, admiring it.

"And I love you," Lucas said, kissing her cheek.

"I can't wait to tell my mom and the girls about it. I'm sure Lucy is going to be shocked," Amyn/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

said, and Lucas chuckled.

"She is aware I'm proposing. She is only going to be surprised I brought the day forward," he said, and Amy laughed softly as she shook her head.

"And your parents? Are they aware?" She asked, and Lucas shook his head.

"No. We will tell them when they get here on Tuesday. When do you want to get married? And what kind of wedding would you want?" He asked, and Amy grinned.

"Let's talk about that later. For now I want to enjoy this moment with my fiancé," she said with a grin as though she was testing the sound of the word.

"You're my fiancé," she said, and Lucas laughed, amused by her excitement.

"Yeah. And you are my fiancée," he said, and Amy giggled as she wrapped her arms around him in a hug, both of them basking in the warmth of this new chapter they'd begun together. As Amy lay there in his arms, she thought about Miley and instead of the usual sadness she felt, she was overwhelmed with love and gratitude to her friend. Although she wished Miley was there to witness this, she had no doubt that Miley was watching with a smile from wherever she was, happy to see them together.