Shane stared at you, eyes wide in disbelief and surprise. His eyes flicked between the bouquet in your hands and your expectant, adorably innocent face.

"For... me? You want me to be your...?" The man trailed off, unable to finish the sentence out of shyness. His gaze fell to the ground, where he shuffled his feet and let a tiny smile appear on his face.

"I... I accept. I didn't know you felt the same..." He chuckled softly, starry eyes returning to your face. Right about now, he felt like the luckiest man in the world.