Casey's POV
I walk back into the bedroom early in the morning just getting out of the shower. I try to tiptoe through the dark room not wanting to wake Gabby." Damn it!" I mutter under my breath tripping over a box on the floor, unsuccessful with waking her.
"Matt?" She sits up urgently turning the bedside lamp on." What's the matter?"
"Gabby why the hell is this box still here?" I snap a little bit grumpier then I intended it to be.
"Matt!" Gabby threw her hands up in the air." It's your box."
"Right it is my box." I slightly raise my voice." I've been living here for two months, and my stuff is still in boxes. I don't fit."
Gabby looks at me for a minute then gets up out of bed stomping her feet as she walks over to the box, picking it up moving to her closet dumping the contents i nside." There your unpacked." She turns facing me crossing her arms. She was beautiful.
My grin slowly grows as I watch her." See was that so hard?" I tease moving closer to her.
She tries to scoul at me, but was failing." I hate you." Gabby whispers trying to hide her smirk as I lowered my lips to kiss her neck." I still hate you. " She moans moving her head to the side allowing me better access.
"That's to bad." I chuckle between my kisses." Cause I love you."
"Hmm." Gabby hums in my ear." I still hate you." She chuckles pulling the towel off of my waist." Think you need to change my mind on that."
"I have a construction job I need to get to." I say breathless as her fingers run down my bare chest, causing my eyes to close.
"Your going to be late." She whispers in my ear before her lips began kissing my chest.
"How much do you hate me?" I reach down curling my fingers under the material of her nighty."I Can't have that."
A lot." She mutters breathless now as I pull the material over her head and our lips meet roughly with desire. We know how to fight, but we know how to make up better.
Gabby's POV
Matt and I lay together catching our breath bodies shimmering in a light layer of sweat as the sun begins pouring in the open blinds of a window." Your right you know." I whisper running my fingers through his hair as he rested on my chest running his hand over my now quite round belly."We don't fit here."
"I know." He whispers back not moving." It's only going to get tighter in 15 more weeks."
"We need a bigger place." I say and this gets Matt to look up at me." The baby is going to need his or her own space as well."
"You would move?" He asks me surprise in his tone.
"Would you want to think about it?" I asked nervously.
"There is nothing I want more then a place to call ours."
"Matt are you not happy here?" I say slightly hurt." This is your place too."
"Of course it is Gabby." He leans up kissing my lips." But I want something we did together, something we choose together."
"Why didn't you tell me how you felt?"
Matt took a deep breath before looking up to me again." I didn't want to scare you or make you feel like I was rushing this."
"Matt." I place my hands on his cheeks." The only thing that scared me was the thought of me raising this baby without you."
He shook his head." That will never happen, I'm here to stay."
You, this, us." I say getting choked up." Has never felt more right."
"I know." He whispers back moving a strand of hair out of my face." That's cause you are my best friend too." Matt says before looking away nervously and I could tell there is something more on his mind.
"Hey, hey." I rub his shoulders getting him to look at me again." I am your best friend also, which means you can tell me anything."
"Ok." Matt took a deep breath looking down at my stomach." I know we really haven't discussed names for the baby alot." He paused looking up at me." But I was wondering if you had thought about which last name you would give the baby?"
I looked at him stunned at the insecurity he showed me at this very moment." Matt, I never thought that this needed to be a discussion?" I run my fingers through his hair before clasping them at the base of his neck." This baby will have your last name, without a doubt."
Matt kissed me deeply before looking down at me with a huge smile." Thank you." I nod smiling back as he ran his fingers along my Collier bone, his eyes dropped to watch his own fingers." So um." He spoke nervously again." How would you feel about taking my name?"
The silence that filled the room was deafening for I couldn't find my words." I, I." Was all that I could muster before Matt looked up meeting my tear filled eyes.
"Look I know it's fast, and I know It's totally untraditional how I just sprung this on you, but I love you and I want us to be a family, a real family as husband and wife."
"Matt." I choke out as my tears are free falling now." Are you serious?"
"As ever." He says before hoping out of bed moving to his coat that sat on a chair across the room pulling out a small pouch." This was my grandmother's." He sits back on the bed in front of me handing the pouch over.
"What is." I start to say as I pour the contents in my hand. It was a ring." Matt." I look up with wide eyes.
"My grandfather gave this to my grandmother when he proposed before she took the name Casey. She wore it for 45 years and they were the happiest couple I have ever seen." Matt reaches over taking the ring in his fingers." I would love for you to do me the honor and wear it? Gabriela Dawson will you Marry me?"
I nod my response first as my tears spill faster." Yes, yes yes." My words finally rush out as Matt smiles pulling my lips to his.
When our kiss broke he slid the ring on my finger." Perfect fit." Matt brings my hand to his mouth kissing my finger just below the ring." My grandmother would have loved you."
"I hope that she would have." I say looking down admiring how the ring looked on my finger." Because I love you with every ounce of my soul."
Matt wipes my tears from my cheeks before lifting my chin to look up." You are my other half." He kisses my lips softly." And as much as we may be doing things untraditional."
I placed my finger to his lips cutting him off." I wouldn't want it any other way." I finished before bringing his lips to mine.