Disclaimer: I do not own sex and the city or the characters in it.
The next day, at the coffee shop, Charlotte called to cancel. She was vomiting.
"Must have got the flu from Maylin." Carrie said.
"How unpleasant." Samantha noted. "Let's talk about something more interesting. Carrie, how was your lunch with Big yesterday? Did you get fucked?"
"Could you be any more blunt about it?" Miranda laughed.
"What? I need to live vicariously through my friends until the chemo is over. Carrie is a true friends and that's why she'll give me all the nitty gritty details."
"Stop it," Carrie said, "and yes I did. It was fabulous but…"
"But…?"Miranda urged.
"I feel so, just so unchanged. Like I need more."
"More what? Sex?" Samantha inquired.
"No, I'm getting it like three times a day. It's just that my life for the past decade or more hasn't gone anywhere."
"What are you talking about? You got a great man in your life," Samantha began.
Miranda was shocked, "What about your column?"
"Well okay maybe it's me, forget I mentioned it."
"You know what you need," Samantha started, "a night out. I'll pick you up at eight."
"Can we plan it for tomorrow, Big and I have dinner reservations. He said if I ever cancel on him, don't make it tonight."
"Tomorrow then."
Carrie put on a black, skintight dress; strapless with Lelia Air Strap sandals. She straightened her hair, leaving it down, long and flowing. Big picked her up at eight o'clock. The restaurant was beautiful, sheik. He wined and dined her. He made her laugh because it was his favorite thing to do.
"Carrie," he said, softly, "You know I was never the marrying type."
"Uh-huh"
"Well neither are you, are you?" She didn't give him an answer but he wasn't looking for one.
"I'm tired of dating all kinds of girls,"
She gave him a disturbed look, "What do you mean all kinds of girls."
Big laughed, "I mean in general, not right now. I'm only dating you. I like dating only you, Carrie. I love it, actually. I want to date only you for the rest of my life."
"What are you saying?"
"Carrie, I want to be with you for the rest of my life. I'd marry you right now, if you would. But even if you say no, I'm not ever letting you go."
She was shocked. It was the perfect proposal. She didn't have to attach the strings if she didn't want to ever but she could have that consuming love and security that she'd been seeking all her life which only made her want to attach the strings. "Yes! I will!"
He kissed her tenderly and pulled a box from his pocket. "This is for you,"
It was the most beautiful ring she had ever seen; gold with a petit yet elegant diamond arrangement. He slipped it on her finger.
That night was better than ever before. Big undressed her carefully. He was sure to kiss every secret surface Carrie had before gliding his hands across her breasts; erect nipples. The tips of his masculine finger tips touched her inner thighs and grazed her lips of another sort. He kissed her moistness and caressed her thighs with his tongue. He teased her until she was nearly coming. He didn't want her to have her turn until they could have it together. She took his pants off. He plunged his manhood into her wetness causing her to gasp and moan. She clawed at his back as he put her into a virgin state of mind. They came gloriously together. They were in love.
