“Talk fast,” Storm yelled, and everyone laughed.

“First off, I want to thank you all for coming to help celebrate Dr. Wilde’s big day. Anyone who is in this room knows how passionate she is about helping people.” He pointed at Storm. “Even the ones who are a pain in the ass.”

Everyone laughed.

“A minute ago, Autumn told me she was overwhelmed by all this.” He motioned to the present table. “And I reminded her that I hadn’t given her my present yet. She told me it would be hard to top this perfect night, but you know me—I’m nothing if not an overachiever.”

Donovan set his champagne glass on the gift table, and everything began to play out in slow motion. He got down on one knee and took my hand. His was cold and clammy, and when I looked down, I could see how nervous he was. It made the moment that much more surreal, because my arrogant man had nerves of steel.

Donovan lifted my hand to his mouth and kissed my knuckles. “Autumn Renee Wilde, two years ago you walked into my life and knocked me on my ass. I thought I had everything I wanted, but you very quickly showed me I didn’t even know what I was missing yet. You’re the toughest person I’ve ever met, yet somehow you also manage to be the kindest. Before I met you, I lived for the next challenge at work. But now, the only challenge that seems important is being the man you deserve.”

Donovan paused and looked down. When his eyes met mine again, they were brimming with tears. “Red, I was so damn proud watching you walk across that stage today. The only thing that could possibly make me any prouder would be to tell people Dr. Wilde is my wife.” He reached into his pocket, pulled out a ring box, and opened it. The most gorgeous princess-cut stone sparkled from inside. “Marry me, Autumn...please?”

I practically knocked Donovan over as I crashed into him, wrapping my arms around his neck. “Yes! Yes! Of course I’ll marry you.”

He gripped me in a bear hug and stood, lifting me off the floor as he crushed his lips to mine.

The entire room broke out in applause, cheers, and whistles.

I couldn’t stop smiling as our kiss broke. “Well, you did it. Just like you said, your present topped everything.”

“Sweetheart, that wasn’t the present I was referring to.” He winked. “I’ll give you that one when we get home later.”