Michonne stopped and looked at Rick as he lowered himself down to one knee in front of her. He took her left hand into his and looked up at her. He noticed all the strangers walking around them trying to cross the bridge. Some of them kept walking, a lot of them stopped to watch the sweet proposal of the beautiful couple.

"Rick what are you doing?" She asked him quietly, looking around at their audience. He smiled and ignored her question then cleared his throat.

"Michonne, you're the best thing that's every happened to me. Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?" He looked at her trying not to laugh at her blank expression. She looked around at all the eyes that were on her waiting for her answer. She took a deep breath and blew it out.

"Yes." She nodded her head up and down. "Yes, I'll marry you." He slipped the diamond on her finger and stood up wrapping his arms around her waist, lifting her up and kissing her on the lips to the sound of applause and hoots of the people watching them.

"You're the best." He said to her.

"And you're a dork. We've been married for five years, Rick." She said against his lips.

"They don't know that. They didn't even notice when I slipped your ring off, so I could put it back on."

"You're so silly. I love you." She kissed his lips again and he placed her feet back on the ground. They continued walking and received a few congratulations and good luck salutations from onlookers. Michonne and Rick thanked them, inwardly cackling at their private secret. She shook her head at her husband/fiancé.

"Come on, let go eat." He said to her pulling her towards the restaurant they had reserved for their anniversary dinner.

"Good evening, my name is Vanessa and I'll be your waitress tonight. Can I start you off with something to drink?"

"We'll start with some champagne. We just got engaged." Rick said to the waitress, to Michonne's surprise that he was still keeping up the ruse.

"Oh my gosh. Congratulations. Is that the ring?" She asked Michonne who was sitting close to Rick in a secluded booth in the corner of the room.

"It is." Michonne said lifting her hand to show the ring to the girl. "He did a good job." Michonne looked over at Rick who had a wide grin plastered on his face because his wife/fiancé decided to play along with him.

"He really did. You're a lucky lady." She smiled at both of them. "I'll be right back with your champagne." Vanessa walked away from the table to retrieve their champagne.

"So are we playing games tonight Mr. Grimes?"

"Yes, we are Mrs. Grimes. That's how we started out, no reason to stop now."

"You're talking about when we met and you said very inappropriate things to me."

"Yes I am. And if I remember correctly, you said very inappropriate things back to me." They both looked up to see Vanessa returning with the cold bubbly and halted their conversation as she filled the flutes and placed the bottle in the ice bucket.

"Are you two ready to order?" She asked them placing her hands behind her back readying herself to memorize their order. Rick ordered for the both of them, different things so that they could sample from each others plates. After Vanessa walked away back to the kitchen, Rick picked back up the conversation.

"You were the sweetest thing in that shop."

"You we're just a big flirt. You still are actually."

"Can you blame me? It was a hot day and I just wanted to get some ice cream and there you were behind the counter with those beautiful brown eyes of yours and that smile. I damn near asked to sample every flavor you had, just to keep you in front of me."

"But you didn't. After you stopped staring, you ordered a single scoop of."

"Chocolate, my new favorite flavor." He said cutting her off.

"And you took your scoop and sat at a table and watched me for thirty minutes.. It was so creepy."

"You could have told me to leave."

"Your eyes wouldn't let me. And I liked the way your tongue looked licking the chocolate ice cream off your spoon."

"You liked my tongue?" He asked already knowing the answer. He gave her a bit of what she liked and ran his tongue along her neck.

"Yes. I liked your tongue. I told you that while you were eating. I love your tongue." She whispered.

"And then you came and sat down at my table when you went on break."

"Because I wanted to find out what your problem was, why the hell you kept staring at me."

"And what did I say?" He lifted his head to see her face as she repeated what was said all those years ago.

"You said that I was the most exquisite woman you'd ever seen in your life and it would be almost criminal if you took your eyes off me."

"And then you took my spoon and ate some of my ice cream." Rick said to her.

"Did you have a problem with it?"

"Not by a long shot. Especially the way you ate it. You licked the spoon like your purpose in life was to drive me crazy with the sight of it."

"And how did I do it Rick?"

"Slow and long. It doesn't take that long to lick a spoon." He held her hand under the table and touched it to his zipper so she could feel him getting hard from the memory of their first meeting. "I was just like this after you did that."

"I know."

"Here ya go." Vanessa said as she set their plates down on the table in front on them. "Can I get you anything else?"

"No. Thank you Vanessa, this looks great." Michonne said to her. They watched her walk away before taking the first bites of their food and sampling from each other's plates.

"How did you know?" Rick asked her, resuming the conversation.

"That you had a massive hard on?"

"Yeah that? How did you know?"

"Because you didn't leave for twenty minutes after I went back to work. And when you did leave, you grabbed a newspaper from the table next to you and held it in front of your waist until you were out of my sight."

"I didn't want to scare you with my impressive size that day." She stopped chewing and looked at him amazed at his audacity.

"Anyways, you kept coming back."

"Everyday for two weeks until you finally gave me your number."

"What can I say, you broke me down with your puppy dog eyes and the way you looked in your uniform." She looked over at him and those puppy dog eyes were staring back at her.

"You remember our first date?" He asked her.

"How could I forget? It lasted for three days."

"Cause you didn't want to get out from under me."

"More like you didn't want me too."

"Let's call it mutual."

"And you hid my clothes when you had to go to work on the second day, so I really couldn't go anywhere anyways."

"After finding out what you looked like under your clothes, I couldn't let you cover that up."

"If we're being honest, I didn't want you covered up either. Especially after finding out how good you tasted, I needed easy access." She brought his thumb to her lips and sucked it into her mouth. He closed his eyes at the feel of her warm mouth and moaned when she started to suck on it.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure I decided that I would marry you after that third day."

"How did you know?"

"After holding you and tasting you, kissing you, Having your lips on me and hearing you call my name, I knew there was no way I could go without it."

"You liked kissing me?"

"These lips." He kissed her. "And these lips." Michonne gasped when she felt Rick's finger under her skirt touching her wetness through her panties. "Will always be kissed by me."

"I'm glad to hear that." Michonne said with a smile.

"Can I get you guys anything else?" Vanessa asked when she came to the table to collect their plates.

"I think my fiancé would like a slice of caramel cheesecake." Rick said.

"That sounds good. Do you have ice cream?" Michonne asked

"Chocolate or vanilla?"

"Chocolate please." Michonne said. Her eyes fluttering closed for a second when Rick moved her panties to the side to run a finger through her slick folds.

"I'll be right back with those desserts."

"My dessert's right here." He pushed a single finger inside of her and watched her bite her bottom lip before blowing out a breath. He slowly pulled his finger out and stuck it in his mouth sucking it clean.

"These games you're playing aren't fair at all." She told him.

"It's just payback."

"For what?"

"Let's see." He looked up to recall the memory. "There was that time that I came home and was talking on the phone when I came in and you took that as an invitation to pull my pants down and suck my dick while I was talking to my dentist."

"You could have told me to stop."

"The hell I could. Do you know how good you feel wrapped around this?" He put her hand on his zipper again, he was straining against it.

"That was day two of our first date, and I don't think you've come home talking on the phone since."

"No. That was a lesson well learned that day." Vanessa returned with their desserts and set the plate with cheesecake in front of Michonne and the ice cream in front of Rick. She left without saying anything this time. "I'm supposed to eat this?" Rick asked looking at the ice cream in front of him. Michonne picked up the spoon with chocolate ice cream on it and put it up to his lips. He lead with his tongue, licking the cold confection with quick short flicks of his tongue before Michonne pushed the spoon deeper into his mouth letting him wrap his lips around it and swallow the frozen chocolate treat.

"Taste good?"

"It does, but I've had better things on my tongue."

"When?" She asked him running her hand through his hair.

"That first night. You tasted better than you looked and you looked amazing in that white dress. That was the longest dinner ever. All I wanted to eat was you, but you kept taking slow bites of that stupid chicken lasagna."

"A test of patience and you passed with flying colors and were rewarded for it." She took a bite of her cheesecake.

"Yes. Finally I got that sweet reward. I don't think I let the door close good before I had you bent over the couch with my face buried in your pussy and your skirt hiked up around your waist."

"You were relentless with that tongue of yours." She leaned in and kissed him taking his tongue into her mouth.

"I had to be, you wouldn't stop cumming on it, and I couldn't let any go to waste." He nuzzled his face into her neck. "And you kept screaming my name. It sounded so good."

"You we're doing that thing and I'm pretty sure your name was the only thing my brain could think to say."

"What thing was I doing?" He said against her neck.

"That thing where you have me on my back and my legs all spread out, your fingers moving inside me and your tongue licking on my clit, but you keep your tongue flat and move it up and down and then you start sucking on it." She moaned quietly with remembrance.

"I know your pussy is dripping right now isn't it." Rick asked her as he sucked on her neck.

"Yes Rick. All I want to do is slide down on your dick right now and ride you until you cum deep inside me."

"Fuck Michonne. You know I love when you do that."

"When I do what?"

"Ride the fuck outta my dick. The way you bounce on it and squeeze your tight pussy around it. That shit gets me every time." He lifted his head to look at her. "Let's go home now."

"No."

"No?"

"We'll never make it home." She raised her hand and waved Vanessa over.

"Can I get y'all anything else?"

"Just the check please." Michonne said.

"Of course, I'll be right back with that."

"Meet me in the ladies room after you pay her. Leave her a big tip." Michonne scooted out of the booth and swayed her hips in the direction of the bathroom. Rick took a deep breath and counted down the seconds until Vanessa returned it took Vanessa 360 seconds to return with that black vinyl receipt holder. He had the cash out for her ready to pay when she returned. He stuck a crisp hundred dollar bill in it as soon as she handed it to him so that he could hand it right back.

"Where did your fiancé run off to?

"She's in the restroom, let me go check on her." He said already up from the table, in search of his wife.

"What took you so long?" Michonne asked him as he walked into the brightly lit ladies room.

"Vanessa was asking about you." He answered

"What did you tell her?"

"I said you were in the restroom, bent over the counter waiting for me."

"Something like this?" She leaned over the vanity and stared at him through the mirror.

"Exactly like that." He walked back to the door and turned the lock, then walked over to Michonne and lifted her skirt over her ass revealing her lacy panties underneath. He quickly pulled them down and opened his pants, fingering her folds before thrusting his rock hard dick inside her. "Fuck."

"Yes Rick." She watched him in the mirror loving the intensity of his blue eyes as he looked at her every so often, not sure if he wanted to watch her face or watch his dick disappear inside her pussy before reappearing covered in her slick juices.

"Shit. You feel so good."

"Harder Rick. Faster." He did as she told him, knowing they couldn't stay locked in there all night. He grabbed her hips and started to pound his dick into her, feeling her start to quiver the deeper he reached. "God damn it Rick, right there." She held her breath and gripped the edge of the vanity as her orgasm rushed through her. The feel of her pussy pulsating around his dick made Rick pound his dick harder inside her, searching for his own release.

"Fuck." He stilled against her, as his cum rushed to the deepest parts of her. He smiled slowly as Michonne started circling her hips, knowing he didn't have the energy or was he in the right mind to tell her to stop, but he needed her to.

"You okay back there?" She watched Rick blow out a breath and nod his head. A few seconds later he slipped out of her and fastened his pants, then watched her walk into a stall to clean herself up.

"You found her?" Vanessa asked as they walked back through the restaurant headed for the front door."

"I did. You have a good night." Rick said to her.

"You do the same and congratulations again on the engagement."

"Thank you." Michonne said to her, then turned to Rick, "He's gonna make a perfect husband."