"So, why did your friend just come in at one in the morning again?" Percy asked as he let a yawn lose and ruffled his black hair like he always did. Part of me wanted to swoon as I looked at his perfect face. At 6'1, he was two inches taller than me and loved to brag about it just as I used to brag about being taller than him all those years ago. I silently regretted turning on the ceiling fan in our room tonight because, instead of his usual shirtless self, he was wearing a black tee shirt and blue pajama bottoms. Even if he wasn't looking at his most hotness, it was still hard not to kiss him. Percy's green eyes, though extremely tired, still watched every move I made just as they always had. A year ago, I would have nervously tugged at my shirt or something, but a lot had changed. Against my mother's wishes, Percy and I moved into an apartment in New York when I was twenty-five. We would have done it sooner, but my dad wanted to make sure we could handle it first. Of course, I'm pretty sure he just didn't want me sharing a room with Percy, but we finally decided to just ignore him and moved into together. At twenty-six, my life seems to have fallen all together. I got an amazing job at a huge architecture firm here in Manhattan. I made nice with my father and his, I mean our, family. Even Percy's life seems to be together. He's an amazing marine biologist and works for some great project that protects the ocean's wild life. Speaking of Percy, we've been together for the last ten years which have been some of the best ten years of my life. They've been so great that sometimes I worry that I'll wake up and they will have all been a dream. Whenever I tell Percy that, he just rolls his eyes and smiles. Then his smile fills me with so much bliss I cant worry at all. So, it all tends to work out.
"She and her boyfriend had a fight. They just moved into together. You remember how we were when we moved here," I smiled. In the first few months, we were doing two things. One was fighting. When we weren't fighting, we were doing a little more than making out on the couch. Anyway, I could tell by the mischievous look in his eyes which one he was thinking of.
"Wait, I gave up my last night with you for the next week because they broke a dish," Percy frowned. Tomorrow, he has to go off to Chicago by train. Usually, I would go along on these things with him, but I couldn't this time. Instead, I had to stay here. During college, I started to write books about my adventures with Percy and everything. The first one took me three years to write, and a publisher said they'd be great books for middle-schoolers. Sadly, she was right. The book took off amazingly. So, I kept it going. Now, I have one more book until I'm done. I just published the second to last, and I have to go to a book signing or something in two days. Also, I have a huge project work I need to finish. Percy spent two weeks trying to convince me to go with him, but he finally accepted it. Of course, he still complains, but at least he accepts it. We're not a very clingy couple, but every year or so my mother tries to pry us apart. Last month was her last big trick, and we've wanted to be together since it happened. As you can tell, she didn't get the desired effect on us. That and I know Percy's up to something. I just don't know what it is. Whenever I talk to my mother and bring it up, she mumbles 'That idiot is probably cheating or something.' I then have to change the subject before I start crying. I've wanted to be with him so that I can maybe figure it out or I can be with him instead of some other girl if he is cheating.
"Oh come on, Perce. It isn't that bad. It's only a week," I rolled my eyes as I walked out of the living room to where I was standing right beside him. Looking at him, it became almost impossible to withstand the urge to kiss those soft lips. Those sweet and slightly salty lips.
"You don't know what I was planning for tonight," Percy broke me out of the daydream by grinning. As he did so, I got the eerie feeling he wasn't talking about what I had earlier thought. I don't know why I started to actually really think about what he was talking about, but I did.
"I will if you tell me," I smiled yet again. Percy just shook his head.
"Never mind, Annabeth. Let's just go back to bed," Percy started to turn back to walk to our bedroom, but I grabbed his hand to stop him. By now, I was really interested, and, with my insomnia, it'll take a long time until I can go back to sleep. So, I might as well find out.
"Just tell me, Percy. I'll figure it out anyway. But it'll keep me up all night thinking about it. You know how I am," I did that thing I always did when I wanted something. Seriously, all it takes with him is to look at him dead straight in the eye and hold his hand gently. With me, it takes a whole lot more, but all I have to do is basically look at him. Giving in, Percy shrugged and reached in his pocket. Racking my brain, I tried to think about what he was doing. Only one thought seemed to make sense, but he couldn't be… With every second passing, it became the only option I had. He brought out a black velvet box that looked about the size of either earrings or a…ring.
"Annabeth Chase, love of my life, and, in my mother's eyes, the only reason I haven't been killed by a monster, will you marry me?" Percy smiled as he brought out a ring. I would love to give you an amazing description, but I didn't much look at it. Instead, I looked straight into his eyes. It took me a second to get my voice to work.
"Of course, Percy," I smiled, suddenly feeling giddy. He put the ring on my finger, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. I don't think I've ever seen him so happy, which I took as a good thing because I had never been so happy in my life. We could have talked. We could have said something really romantic or something, but instead I finally got my kiss from those sweet, sweet lips.