Year: 2001 Ages: 24/23

"Congratulations, Class of 2001!" The speaker at the ceremony rejoiced as the students stood and threw their graduation caps into the air and cheered. Violet and Tate were standing next to each other, smiling and cheering along with everyone else. Tate wrapped his arms around Violet's waist and spun her around in a circle before leaning over to Gray and slapping his hand in a high five. Violet hugged Charlee, and they both cheered.

Violet couldn't believe that they were all college graduates. Everything had changed so much, for the better. The four friends had moved to Boston and transferred to the university for their last year. They had all moved into a house together. Everything was going great. Charlee and Gray had been dating for a few months and were talking about getting a place together, somewhere warmer they both agreed. Tate and Violet were also happy and had stopped fighting as often. Violet had kept her promise to never take of her engagement ring.

Violet had graduated with honors with a bachelor's degree in journalism. Working at the bookstore had strengthened her want to become a writer. Tate had graduated with a bachelor's in English and psychology. Charlee had graduated with a bachelor's in fashion marketing, and Gray had barely managed to graduate at all.

Violet was pulled from her thoughts when Tate wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her close to his side.

Charlee smiled at her friends. "You two are coming to the party tonight, right?"

"Yea, but I have to take Violet somewhere first." Tate looked down at Violet and smiled. Violet looked back confused. "Don't worry, love. You're going to love it." He whispered in her ear before kissing her cheek. "Shall we?" He held out his hand to her, waving goodbye to Charlee and Gray as they walked to Tate's car.

Once they were seated in the car, Tate leaned over and pulled something out of the glove compartment. "Tate, is that a blindfold?" Violet asked, even more confused than before. Tate smirked.

"Yep. Now lean forward so that I can cover your eyes. I don't want you to see the surprise, yet." Violet rolled her eyes but leaned forward anyways. Tate smiled and gently tied to blindfold around Violet's eyes. Violet leaned back in the seat once she couldn't see and smiled when she felt Tate's hand wrap around hers.

"This better be a fucking amazing surprise." She mumbled.

Tate laughed. "Oh, it's a pretty big surprise."

Tate held Violet's hand for the entire car ride. His thumb drew circles against her palm, sending calming waves through her body. She loved the little gestures of affection that he showed. She got excited when the car finally stopped.

"We're here. Stay put." Tate spoke as he opened his car door, shut it, walked around to Violet's side, and opened her door. His arms wrapped around her and pulled her out of the car, setting her feet down on the sidewalk. He wrapped her arm around his and led her a few steps forward before moving behind her and removing her blindfold.

Violet was speechless as she stared at what was in front of her. She was standing in front of a house. A white house with blue shutters. It looked like it was 2 stories tall. It had a wrap around porch and a white fence that went around the yard. Violet just stood and stared for a minute.

She turned to look at Tate, and he had a goofy smile on his face. "Tate… What is this?"

"This is a house. Our house."

Violet turned to look at the house again before turning back to Tate. "Our house… How? How did you do this?"

"Well, I've been saving up for a while, and I finally had enough money to buy it."

Violet smiled. "It's perfect."

Tate smiled and leaned forward to kiss Violet's lips. Violet smiled into the kiss. "Can we go inside?" She asked excitedly. Tate reached into his pocket and pulled out a key, handing it to Violet. Violet took off down the walkway and up to the front door, opening it and stepping inside.

"Wow." That was the only word that could describe how beautiful the house was on the inside. Violet took off up the stairs, leaving Tate behind. The sound that her heels made when she walked echoed through all of the rooms as she moved through them. The upstairs had four bedrooms, perfect for a family. Once Violet had made her way through every room upstairs, she made her way through the rooms downstairs. She rounded the corner into the kitchen and gasped when she ran into a solid mass.

Tate wrapped his arms around her. "There's nothing to be afraid of in this house, Vi."

Violet nodded. "You're right. It's so perfect. I love it. Thank you." She leaned forward and pressed her lips to Tate's. Tate moaned as Violet's fingers tugged at his blonde curls. His hands moved to her waist, lifting her up and setting her bottom down on the edge of the island in the kitchen. Violet giggled.

"Tate, what are you doing?" She whispered.

Tate's lips moved to her neck as his thumbs massaged circles into her hips bones. "Let's christen the new house. Hmm…" He moaned against her skin, making Violet shiver. Violet nodded and pulled Tate's lips back to hers, kissing him passionately. Her fingers tugged at his shirt until his hands helped her pull it off of him. She ran her hands up and down his smooth chest while her lips continued to push and pull against his.

Tate lifted Violet's bottom off the counter for a second so that he could push her dress up over her hips before pulling it over her head. He growled when he noticed that Violet was not wearing a bra.

"It didn't go with my outfit." Violet kidded as Tate's mouth moved over her chest, kissing every inch of soft skin. She moaned when his tongue started to caress one of her nipples. Her fingers worked on unbuttoning his jeans while his started sliding her underwear down her legs. She moved to kick her heels off, but Tate pulled his lips away from her chest and murmured.

"Leave the heels on." He spoke as he slipped her underwear past her feet. Violet smirked. "Kinky." She whispered, still trying to unbutton his jeans. Tate gently swatted her hands away, pulling a condom out of his pocket before slipping his jeans and boxers down his legs. Violet stared at the condom, suddenly speaking without thinking.

"I want to have a baby, Tate." She spoke as she grabbed the condom from his hand. Tate stopped moving and stared at her. His mouth gaped open.

"Wh… What?" He thought that he had imagined what she said.

Violet nodded her head. "A baby. Let's have a baby."

"What about your rules? Getting a house and getting married?" Tate was still in shock.

"We have a house. The perfect house for a family, and we are going to be together for always, right?" Tate nodded in reply to her question. "Well then we can get married whenever. I want to have a baby and have a family. Don't you want to watch a little girl or boy grow up in this house? This safe house?"

Tate processed Violet's words and smiled, nodding his head. "Let's have a baby!" He exclaimed before pressing his lips to Violet's. Violet smiled against Tate's lips, throwing the condom somewhere behind her before wrapping her arms around Tate's neck.

Is there a baby in Violate's future? Stay tuned to see what happens. Not everything is sunshine and rainbows, as the lovely Taissa once said.