A/N: I don't own the proposal, or any of its characters.
Twelve hours later, they were on the plane to Juno, talking about Andrew's manuscript.
I talk to Jack on the phone, and he agreed with me. It' a great book.
Well, It is kind of thanks to you. I was so scared that I rewrote it about a thousand times before submitting it to you.
I'm sure it was great from the beginning.
Have you ever written anything? He asked her, curious about her life. He only knew what she had told him, which was very little.
Me? No. I'm not…good at it. You know what they say "those who can do, teach" well it's the same here. I have the eye for finding the future best sellers and I can deal with narcissistics authors but I can't even write a birthday card.
I always hated those anyway.
She smiled and placed her head on his shoulder. She was getting better at being close to someone he thought, stroking her hairs. He could sense that she was not used to it, and he loved her even more for that. This all side of her, this vulnerability that he never imagined she could possess made him want to protect her.
There they are! Andrew!
Andrew's mother, Grace gestured toward her son and finally got his attention.
is she with him? Asked Annie.
Yes gammy.
Good. Because I can't keep faking heart attacks you know.
Grace laughed and pressed Annie's shoulder.
I know. Hi honey! She said to Andrew.
She hugged him tightly, happy to see him again even though he had been gone only one day. She missed her boy so much that every moment spent with him was to be celebrated. When she let go of him, she looked behind him and saw the woman thanks to whom all of this was possible.
Margaret, she said gently, seeing that she looked embarrassed.
Well, come on dear. I've known you less shy, added gammy.
Margaret laughed and finally came over to Grace and Annie. She only knew them for a couple of days but she had missed them. She was hesitating to hug Annie but didn't need to cause Andrew's grandmother took her into her embrace.
I'm glad your back, she whispered in her ear.
Thanks Gammy, she answered, tears filling her eyes.
She quickly erased them and smiled at Grace.
well you're back.
Yes.
Grace broke into a giant smile and added.
you kept your promise.
Margaret only nodded. Andrew was looking at them both, wondering what they were talking about. He was opening his mouth to ask them when his mother told them to follow her to her car. While Margaret was talking to Gammy, he grabbed his mother's arm and asked her:
dad's not here?
Hum, he was…busy. You know your father.
She didn't meet his gaze and he realized that his father might not be as happy as them that Margaret had returned.
When they reached the dock, he heard Margaret sigh and looked behind him to see her mumbling something. He smiled and said:
you know maybe we should take advantage of being here to teach you how to swim.
Thank you but I think I prefer the life jacket.
Why are you so afraid of water?
She didn't respond, simply shook her head and frustration grew inside of him. Why couldn't she ever talk about herself? He wasn't able to hold on to his frustration very long when he saw her climbing down the ladder. She wasn't wearing the appropriate clothing, as always and her purple dress and high heels, though very sexy, weren't helping her. Playfully, he placed one hand on her butt and waited for her cry. Which didn't took long.
hands off ass, Andrew!
Alright. Don't blame me when you fall on it.
Just then, she missed a step and fell. She would have hurted herself if he hadn't grabbed her in his arms. She stared at him in awe then smiled.
maybe you could just take me in your arms whenever I have to go down that ladder, she said, placing her arms around his neck.
Yeah and then we'll both fall.
Maybe, but I'll have something to fall onto.
He laughed and kissed her. Before she could protest he jumped into the boat with her in his arms and laughed again when he heard her cry.
I'm gonna be deaf, he said.
Serve you right, she answered with an angry tone that didn't reach her eyes. You can let go now.
I don't want to. I got you, I keep you. I mean look around you, we're on the water. I'm the safest place on this boat.
Actually, the safest place would be next to this life jacket, but I got to admit you're far more comfortable, she said, smirking.
Why thank you, that's a hell of a compliment boss.
I'm not…wait, you're right, I'm still your boss. Put me down.
With one last kiss, he let her go and sat next to her. She kept glancing at the life jacket but didn't put it on.
