Yeah, that thought didn’t help whatsoever. This was only the biggest question I’d ever ask anyone in my life. Stopping at the top of the steps IĬlosed my eyes. My heart pounded, louder than my booted footsteps as I headed down the hall. I needed to downstairs before someone sent a search party. It was like a fell into a black hole up here. I’d told her I’d be gone for a few minutes. Grabbed for the floss & realized I was procrastinating like a mofo. Then I got down to making myself look somewhat presentable. I started to put the ring back in the velvet box, but on second thought, said WTH & tossed the box aside & slipped the baby into the pocket of my jeans. Actually, she would probably hide under a table if a flash mob was involved. And there was no woman on this Earth I loved more than her.
Would she think this was too soon? I knew she loved me. Why was I even thinking about that right now? Dragging my gaze to the mirror over the sink, I looked like I was seconds from walking off a cliff. How many circles of hell were there? Wait. And that would be seven circles of hell kind of awkward with my whole family downstairs.
Never thought that would be me, but there was a knot in my throat the size of a soccer ball, & the nervous energy was part excitement, part dread, because she could always say no. A year ago I never would’ve thought I’d be minutes from getting down on one knee like one of those guys in those corny ass jewelry commercials. I should’ve taken out stock in the brand of deodorant I used. Hell, my hand shook so badly that I barked out a dry laugh that cracked like thunder as I stood in my childhood bathroom. The delicate looking princess cut engagement ring was warm as it rested in my palm.
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