"Yeah. It's just, um, I bought you something." He pulled a jewelry box out if his messenger bag and laid it on the table. "For you."
It wasn't small enough to be ring box. She wished. Sigh.
"Thanks." Leah said, picking it up and opening it.
The noise of cardboard sliding against cardboard was loud in the utter silence of the café. A sterling silver bracelet rested inside. There were engravings on both sides. It was the front that caught her attention. Seven plants, most white flowers, were engraved in it.
Wait a second. A white lily: that stood for Virginity; Purity; Majesty; its Heavenly to Be with You. She smiled, then looked at the second flower, ACACIA BLOSSOM: Concealed Love; Chaste Love. Third, white violet: Let's take a Chance on Happiness. In the middle, a green maidenhair fern: Secret Bond of Love. The fifth, stephanotis: Happiness in Marriage.
She began to shake a little.
Sixth, daisy: Innocence; Loyal Love; I'll Never Tell; Purity. Seventh, white carnation: Sweet and Lovely; Innocence; Pure Love; Woman s Good Luck Gift.
She turned it around with shaking hands and read the engraving on the back. Per voi, l'amore della mia vita, il mio unico. Mia moglie. For you, the loveof my life, my only. My wife.
"Spencer?" She looked up at him, tears in her eyes. "Is this a- your- are you proposing?"
"Yes. If you want it. You don't have to, and I understand if you don't, and-"
"Yes." Leah stopped him. "Yes, Spencer. I accept."
She put the bracelet on and kissed him.
He blinked. "Yes?"
"Yes. A thousand times yes. Always, always yes.
"Why a bracelet, Spencer? Why not a ring?"
"For when we're on cases. People will think we're less professional if they know we're married. This way you can wear it all the time. And we can wait to tell your parents if you want."
"Or if you want."
He nodded.
Once again, this is the prologue. Don't forget to take part in my poll. The story starts in the next chapter.