Drabble Prompt #1
Have a Little Faith
It had been five years since his first invitation and they were finally at his cabin.
They both knew it was time to talk.
The wooden deck creaked when Jack came to stand next to her.
"Now what?" Sam asked.
"We give it a go."
Sam's eyes widened when he put a small box on the balustrade. "Jack?"
"Just want you to know it's on the table."
"But we'll be in different states and don't even know if–"
"I know."
"How?"
His smile was warm and loving as he slipped his hand in hers. "Have a little faith, Carter."