Chapter Twelve.

The week flew by and before they knew it, it was Friday again. Jonah's father had rung and told Jonah that he'd be home next week. Both Cesca and Jonah dreaded it. The thought of not being able to see each other first thing in the morning and last thing at night killed them both. Cesca rushed home from work so she'd have at least half an hour to get ready. She wanted to make this weekend memorable for them both as she wasn't sure when they be able to have another one together. She rushed around the house, packing the bare essentials (something that Cesca struggled with) into a suitcase and crammed them in to the boot of her car. She also filled a coolbox, which she also put in the boot along with other things that they would need. By the time Jonah got home from work she was collapsed on the settee. Being pregnant was really taking it out of her. She jumped up as Jonah entered the room and took his hands in hers before reaching up on her tiptoes to kiss him softly on the lips. Jonah smiled. "Come on." Cesca chirped. "We're going away." Jonah looked confused.
"What? Where?"
"It's a surprise." She winked at him before leading him out to the car.

Cesca pulled up in the familiar little lane. "Surprise!" Jonah chuckled.
"Ces! What are we doing here?" Cesca had already gotten out of the car and made her way to the boot. Jonah quickly followed and watched as she opened it. He beamed when he saw the contents. The boot was filled with a small tent, sleeping bags and marshmallows. "Ces..." He was speechless.
"We..." she began, "are doing the lot," she smiled as she quoted Jonah. She could tell that this was one part of his childhood that he loved the most. She knew that pretty soon, Jonah would no longer be a child but a parent. She wanted him to make the most of the time they had now, together. Jonah helped Cesca unload the car and they made their way through the woods together.

Cesca and Jonah sat, huddled around a crackling fire laughing and joking while toasting marshmallows. There laughter subsided as the sun began to set in the horizon and they stared into the distance. It was at that moment that it happened. As the sky was splashed with shades of pink, orange and even purple. As the sun said his goodbyes to the day. Jonah, got down on one knee and took Cesca's hand which he kissed softly. Cesca's heart fluttered and her eyes sparkled as she watched him, the sun setting peacefully in the background. "Cesca Montoya. I love you, so, so much." A tear of happiness slid down Cesca's face as Jonah reached in to his back pocket and pulled out a small red box. "I was waiting for the right moment..." he looked around him, "I think this is it. Cesca Montoya, Quieres casarte conmigo?" Cesca's face lit up as he proposed to her in her home language and the tears continued sliding. She reached forward and wrapped her arms around Jonah's neck before kissing him softly.
"Yes, Jonah." She laughed, "Of course I'll marry you. I love you too." Jonah kissed her back, but his kiss was more feisty, passionate. The sun continued setting behind them but they were now to wrapped up in their own private world to notice. Jonah slipped the diamond ring on to Cesca's finger and she held her hand up to admire it.
"It's a shame you won't be able to leave it one," Jonah commented.
"What do you mean?" Cesca frowned, confused.
"Cesca, are you forgetting that you have to go back to work on Monday with a staffroom full of nosey teachers. You go in wearing a wedding ring and they'll ask questions. Cesca's frown grew. She couldn't wait to be able to be Mrs Kirby without anyone being able to judge or ridicule her for it.

Cesca stirred in Jonah's arms before looking at the time on her watch. It was just 7:30. Cesca wasn't by any means an early bird but she found it so hard trying to sleep in a tent. Cesca loved her home comforts, her memory foam mattress being one of them. She shifted so that she faced Jonah. He was perfect. There was no denying the fact the he really was her Prince Charming.

Soon Jonah woke. Cesca, by this point was sat up next to him and he to sat up to face her. He kissed her passionately. "Morning, beautiful." Cesca smiled before placing her hand on his naked chest.
"Morning." She wore a huge smile across her face, a smile that Jonah had missed. He pulled her close to him in a tight embrace.
"Thank you, Ces. This has been perfect, I know you aren't a big fan of camping." Cesca laughed.
"No, you're right, I'm not, but I've really enjoyed myself. Last night was so, so perfect."