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Proposal

"I don't want a Stag Night." Graham stated as Nick and Harry exchanged glances. "What's the point? I'm not going to drink so what's the point?"

Harry lifted his mug to his lips as Ruth busied herself getting Gracie ready for a day with her brother and soon to be sister in law.

"Even Uncle Malcolm had a stag party." Ruth ushered her daughter towards the table. "Gracie, breakfast please:"

"Chocolate?"

"No chance Sundance." Graham handed her a glass of juice. Gracie sighed.

"One day, there's going to be chocolate for breakfast." She sighed dramatically as she climbed on the chair.

"Keep hoping kid." Nick smiled. "And it doesn't have to be a drunken night. Wes found this thing about paint balling or gokarting."

"It's traditional." Ruth smiled. "Terri is having a hen night. Catherine has booked a Spa."

"Has she?" Harry turned as the kitchen door opened - Muggles ran through followed by Fidget who had decided to play chase. Gracie squeaked as the cats ran through the room. Scarlet yawned; the elderly terrier unimpressed.

"Yes." Ruth brushed her hair while trying to get things ready for the day ahead. "Wheres my purse?"

"On top of the fridge." Gracie pointed. Ruth smiled before picking it up and putting the oversized wallet in her huge day bag.

"So you should do something." Nick continued. "As best man, I should organise it. There's a discount at the Karting Centre for groups of ten or more."

Graham pulled his jacket on. He had to get to work, and drop his little sister off with Terri.

"I don't know ten blokes! Not that I'd want to spend the day with."

"Day and night." Nick chewed his toast.

"What?"

"The Karting Centre is in Newcastle. Ten people, one overnight stay. And there's you." Nick counted on his fingers. "Uncle Malcolm, me, Adam, Lucas, Wes, Dad, Will, Zaf, Calum? Jack and Brendan from the project you work with."

"No; they're big drinkers."

"Ok who?" Nick asked. Graham shrugged. He had lost touch with a lot of people since he had sobered up. He turned to his little brother who looked at the clock.

"School." Ruth ushered him out of the house as Molly and Wes arrived to walk to school with him. She turned back to her husband as the family began to disperse.

"Go karting?" Ruth smiled. "I'd pay to see you and Malcolm racing."

He raised an eyebrow as he pulled her into his arms. "Really?"

"Really,"

"Malcolm was quite the boy racer in our youth."

"Somehow I don't think so." She wrapped her arms around him. "You, yes."

"If it keeps our boys happy then I'll go. Someone has to keep an eye on them." He kissed Ruth's lips lightly as she closed her eyes. He hated the idea of spending a night away from her but knew his oldest son finally settling down was a big deal. He broke the kiss before realising that he had pinned Ruth between the fridge and his body. She blushed, glad that Graham and the kids had left for the day.

"Work."

"Spoil sport." Harry kissed her again before taking her hand and leading her out of the house.

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A/N worth going on?