“What?” she asks shyly but her eyes twinkled with delight.

“Marry me,” he repeated.

“We can’t—”

Ben grinned, picking up on the small tinge of hope in her voice. “We can,” he said firmly, pulling her along with him.

They went to a small jewelry store that was open along the strip and he picked out two bands, paying double for them to engrave them both immediately. As soon as they were done, they headed to a small, nearby chapel. They gave the people their details and driver's ...