↳ 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐑 ー 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐘

𝐋𝐗𝐗𝐗𝐕𝐈 ー 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬

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"What are we doing?" Hope pops the question with intrigue.

"I wanted a hug, he didn't want to stop his workout. We compromised," Sierra explains. She presses her cheek to Grayson's back that she's stretched across, arms around him while he does his press-ups.

"Why not ask dad for a hug?" Hope slides a mug onto the tray and taps the image of the macchiato. "He'd drop everything for you."

"He's resting. I don't want to wake him."

"Ah." She nods, observing the espresso trickling into the speckled mug.

Grayson pushes himself up and briefly holds his position, unbothered by the woman sprawled over him. "Was that a dig at me?"

Hope collects her drink once it's poured. "Yes." She gently blows on it to cool it down. "It's almost always a dig at you."

Without warning, Grayson stands and forces Sierra to tangle herself around him to avoid falling. She yelps and accidentally slaps a hand over his chest.

"Warning," she huffs.

"Like I'd let you fall."

"How cute," Hope mocks.

"Isn't he just." Sierra squishes his cheeks until he removes her hand.

"I'm a killer. I'm not cute." He takes a bottle of water from the fridge. She reaches out and he passes it to her, grabbing himself another. As a thank you she leaves an innocent kiss on his cheek.

Hope quietly chuckles at the blush spreading across his face.

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"Look. I matched my jewellery to the ring." Hope spins around to show off the sparkling accessories.

Rosa pulls her closer by her hips. "And you look beautiful, amor. It compliments your eyes."

"My eyes that for some reason intimidate a lot of people?"

"One of the many reasons why I love you." Rosa's hands travel lower. She pulls her head back with a frown. "What is that in your pocket?"

"Oh." Hope bites her lip to contain her excitement. "I have a surprise."

"For me?" Rosa tilts her head.

"Mostly you and a little bit me."

"Okay..."

Hope retrieves the velvet box from her back pocket and slowly opens it. "I want a ring on your finger too."

Rosa's mouth falls open. "When did you－"

"Day after you proposed."

"Hope."

"I want the world to know that you're mine." She slides the ring onto her finger. "You deserve a diamond too." Hope holds her hand under the sunlight, humming positively. "Yep. Just as I predicted. Breathtaking."