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“Let me show you something different,” he suggested, opening it. “This is an elongated cushion-cut diamond with smaller stones along the platinum band.”

I picked it up and examined it from every angle. The diamond stood out without the setting taking away from it, and the smaller stones gave it just enough detail.

“Now this muthafucka right here is it,” I said, smiling as I held it up.

“Yeah, bruh. That’s nice as fuck,” he agreed. “Gabi gone love that shit.”

I looked at the ring again before turning toward the jeweler.

“How soon can you have this ready in her size?” I questioned.

He checked the information before answering.

“I can have it finished by Thursday. I’ll make sure the setting is adjusted and everything is inspected before you pick it up.”

“Bet. That’s the one,” I confirmed, handing it back to him.

While he prepared the paperwork, Joni leaned back in his chair.

“So, how you planning on asking her?” He questioned.

“I’ain figured that part out yet,” I admitted. “I know I’on wanna do nothing over the top.”

“Then don’t. You know your woman,” he replied.

“Yeah, I just want to make sure I do it right,” I told him.

“You will, bruh… don’t overthink that shit.” Joni nodded.

I finished handling everything with the jeweler before we headed outside. Joni was still giving me shit about how long I’d taken to choose a ring, but I was satisfied with my decision.

The following Thursday, I stopped by to pick up the finished ring. I checked the setting one last time before closing the box and slipping it into my pocket. I hadn’t decided when I was going to propose, but I was looking forward to seeing Gabi’s reaction.

When I got home, Gabi was in the kitchen cooking dinner. She glanced over her shoulder when she heard me come in.

“Hey, baby,” she greeted. “You hungry?”

“Hell yeah. What you cooking?” I questioned, coming up behind her.

“Chicken Alfredo. It’ll be ready in a few minutes,” she replied.

I slipped my arms around her waist and kissed her neck.

“Smell good as fuck, too,” I told her.

“Thank you. Now move before we won’t be eating,” she replied, laughing as she pushed me away.

“Shit, I’ll still eat.” I smirked before slapping her on the ass and heading upstairs.

Once I reached our bedroom, I took the ring box from my pocket and put it away in my dresser. I’d already made up my mind about marrying Gabi. Now I just needed to decide how I wanted to ask her.

***

It was Sunday, and we just pulled up to my brother’s house. Gee didn’t care if we came during the week, but Sunday was a non-negotiable.

When we pulled into the driveway, I saw Mase’s truck, so Rah had to be riding with him. I saw AJ’s black BMW and shook my head. Nephew was definitely about to be hell now.

Gabi unfastened her seat belt before reaching for her purse.