Convincing Alex
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"Then you forgive me?"
She already had, but since he was looking so nervous, she nodded. "Anyone with such good taste deserves a second chance."
"I bought this days ago, but it took me a while to work up the nerve. Facing a junkie with an Uzi seemed easier." But he was into it now, and he was going to finish. "My idea was to pressure you to accept it, then push for a quick wedding so you wouldn't change your mind. But that was wrong." He closed the box, and was encouraged by Bess's quick gasp of dismay. "It was stupid, and it showed a lack of faith in both of us. I'm sorry."
"I—You—" She let out a frustrated breath. "I don't mind."
"Of course you do," he said. "It was calculating, even devious, when a proposal of marriage should be romantic. So, when we're both ready, I'll ask you properly."
Her face fell. "When we're both ready?"
"I don't want to push you when you might be feeling a little vulnerable. Especially since a long engagement is out. So I'll give you time."
"Time," she echoed, ready to scream.
"It's fair." He waited a beat. "Okay, I'm ready."
Before she could laugh, he was down on one knee. "What are you doing?"
"A proper proposal of marriage." He nearly launched into his humble little speech. Instead, his eyes darkened when she continued to laugh. "You don't want one."
"Damn right I want one. But I want you up here." She took his hand to tug him back to the couch so that they were at eye level with each other. "I want you to look me right in the eye."
"Okay, then I get something I want, too."
"Name it."
"I want to hear you say it." He caught her hand, brought it to his cheek. "I want very much to hear you say it. I need to hear the words from you."
"I love you, Alexi." For the first time, she said the words smiling, knowing they would be taken as they were meant. "I'm going to love you forever."
He turned his face so that his lips pressed into her palm. Taking the ring out of the box, he slipped it onto her finger. It shot out a rainbow of color. As he linked his fingers with hers, he lifted his head. "Be my family." He shook his head before she could speak and felt himself stumble. "I meant to be romantic. Let me—"
"No." Overwhelmed, she laid a hand over his lips. "That was perfect. Don't change it. Don't change anything."
"Then say yes."
"Yes." She threw her arms around him and laughed. "Oh, yes…"
She already had, but since he was looking so nervous, she nodded. "Anyone with such good taste deserves a second chance."
"I bought this days ago, but it took me a while to work up the nerve. Facing a junkie with an Uzi seemed easier." But he was into it now, and he was going to finish. "My idea was to pressure you to accept it, then push for a quick wedding so you wouldn't change your mind. But that was wrong." He closed the box, and was encouraged by Bess's quick gasp of dismay. "It was stupid, and it showed a lack of faith in both of us. I'm sorry."
"I—You—" She let out a frustrated breath. "I don't mind."
"Of course you do," he said. "It was calculating, even devious, when a proposal of marriage should be romantic. So, when we're both ready, I'll ask you properly."
Her face fell. "When we're both ready?"
"I don't want to push you when you might be feeling a little vulnerable. Especially since a long engagement is out. So I'll give you time."
"Time," she echoed, ready to scream.
"It's fair." He waited a beat. "Okay, I'm ready."
Before she could laugh, he was down on one knee. "What are you doing?"
"A proper proposal of marriage." He nearly launched into his humble little speech. Instead, his eyes darkened when she continued to laugh. "You don't want one."
"Damn right I want one. But I want you up here." She took his hand to tug him back to the couch so that they were at eye level with each other. "I want you to look me right in the eye."
"Okay, then I get something I want, too."
"Name it."
"I want to hear you say it." He caught her hand, brought it to his cheek. "I want very much to hear you say it. I need to hear the words from you."
"I love you, Alexi." For the first time, she said the words smiling, knowing they would be taken as they were meant. "I'm going to love you forever."
He turned his face so that his lips pressed into her palm. Taking the ring out of the box, he slipped it onto her finger. It shot out a rainbow of color. As he linked his fingers with hers, he lifted his head. "Be my family." He shook his head before she could speak and felt himself stumble. "I meant to be romantic. Let me—"
"No." Overwhelmed, she laid a hand over his lips. "That was perfect. Don't change it. Don't change anything."
"Then say yes."
"Yes." She threw her arms around him and laughed. "Oh, yes…"
