"Nim, are you sure about this?" Oceanographer Jack Rusoe nervously fidgeted with his tie.
"Of course I am!" replied his 11 year old daughter Nim. "I've been planning your romantic island date for a week! Ever since he had met famous author Alexandra Rover, who had bravely come to take care of Nim while Jack was lost at sea, he had been taken with her. Now, one month later, Nim had planned another date for them.
"Come on, she's waiting!" Nim dragged her father from his room to a small wooden table surrounded with lanterns on the dark beach. Alex was waiting. They sat down to the "romantic" dinner of spaghetti and meatballs. Nim waved and ran back to the house.
After the two were done eating, Jack fingered the small box in his pocket. It had come in the previous week's shipment after he had ordered it from a catalogue. As Alex looked over the ocean, Jack pulled out the beautiful ring and knelt down in the sand. "Alexandra Rover, will you marry me?"
"Oh my god! Seriously?" She nearly jumped out of her seat.
"Yeah, seriously. I love you. You are exactly what we, me and Nim, needed. you saved us." Alex started crying happy tears, and she hugged him.
"Yes! I'll marry you!"
Suddenly Jack looked concerned. "Do you want a big, wedding, or one right here?" She smiled.
"Let's get married right now!" He held her at arm's length, surprised that she, of all people, would suggest such an idea.
"Really?" She nodded.
"Sure, who needs a priest?"
Five minutes later...
"Do you, Jack, take me as your lawfully wedded wife?"
"I do. And do you, Alex, take me as your lawfully wedded husband?"
"I do."
"Then you may kiss the bride."
He stared at her, realizing her beauty, and then they were kissing deeply and passionately.
Hours later, they lay together on a hammock on the porch. Nim had fallen asleep on the window seat before they had come in, and now they were asleep, Alex's head on his chest and his hand in her hair.
Nim skipped down the stairs, not finding her dad or Alex in their beds. She came downstairs and smelled bacon cooking on the stove. Alex leaned against the wall with a spatula in her hand, and she could hear her father crashing around outside. Suddenly, her eye caught a sparkle on Alex's finger, and realization dawned on her just as her Jack walked in and put his arm around Alex's shoulder.
"Good morning, Nim!" said Alex brightly. Nim was almost speechless.
"You...you...you got married?"
Jack nodded and Alex smiled. Nim then ran forward and hugged both of them around the waist. "Now I have a mother again!"
The woman then became concerned. She couldn't be Nim's mother! She could hardly take care of herself, let alone a child and her father! What was she thinking marrying him?
"You love him, stupid," replied her subconscious. "And you can take care of them. You have been for over a month!" She was comforted somewhat, but the worry still lingered in the back of her mind.