““Evan looked at my empty pizza box and then held up three fingers, “You’re hot, you play soccer, and you have a very healthy appetite. Please marry me?” I laughed and leaned into Caeden who then put his arm around me. “Sorry, you know I’m taken.” “Darn,” Evan smiled. “Have any sisters?” “Only child.” “So not fair,” he said. Evan looked over at Caeden. “You better put a ring on that before someone tries to sweep her out from under you.” Caeden grinned and kissed my cheek. “I’m not worried,” he winked at me.””
