12. Insanity
I'm insane! He thought as he made his way up the stairs, protesting security following him. He had run from Truncheon, to the subway, jumped over the rail, waited impatiently and annoyed while the subway seemed to amble along, bolted from the subway, ran six blocks, and now down a long hallway full of people he nearly knocked over as he made for the clear door with her name on it.
"Jess?" she was surprised, a little angry. She hated him. He knew it. I'm so stupid for doing this. He moved around the desk and pulled her from her seat pressing his lips firmly against hers. She tried to push him away, succeeding.
"What the hell was that?" she asked, angrily.
"I'm a stupid idiot. I am unworthy of standing in the same room as you," he began. "You totally deserve much better than me. I mean, I haven't got the best track record. But, I've always loved you. I've changed from what I was. I'm better now. I knew from the first moment I met you I knew that I loved you. I just ran most of the way from Truncheon to tell you that I love you and to ask you this insane question. If you say no, I'm out of your life forever. Promise. Will you marry me?"
There was a moment of hesitation before she smiled. "You are insane for running all that way. You're all sweaty too."
"Rory, please," he said, eyes pleading for an answer.
"Yes," she said, tears pooling in her eyes as she kissed him, closing the door with her foot to where no one can see. Then she herself did an insane thing, pulling him down by the shirt behind her desk.
