Charlotte's POV
"My love, you overdid it," I said the moment we were finally alone in his place, away from the cheers, the music, and the overwhelming joy of the evening.
Jack smiled, a hint of mischief in his eyes as he closed the door behind him. "I would do it all over again," he said, stepping closer. "I'd do anything and everything for you. I wanted tonight to be perfect. I needed you to know just how much you mean to me. Did you like the surprise?"
I couldn't help the smile that bloomed across my lips, my heart fluttering from everything that had happened. "Like it?" I echoed. "Jack, I loved it. You made me feel like I was living in a dream. You make me so happy... more than I ever thought I could be."
"I'm glad," he murmured, his voice low and sincere as he gently cupped my face in both hands. His thumbs brushed against my cheeks, wiping away the last traces of tears I didn't even realize I still had. His touch was grounding, tender, and reverent.
