A/N: I could offer a handful of excuses for why it's taken so long to update, but I'm pretty sure no one wants to hear them, so instead I'll apologize profusely (just imagine a long drawn out apology here) for the long wait and hope you readers like what I've come up with.

For any of you who happen to be following my other story (Hundred More Years [which is the sequel to Kiss or Kill] I will be updating within the next 2-3 days) and for those of you who aren't following my other story and the one that came before it, please feel free to go check them out and let me know what you think.

Two years had passed since Bella's graduation and Charlie's marriage to Tiffany and quite a bit had happened since then. In that time, Bella had moved in with Sam and managed to find work with a publishing company that was based out of Seattle and was willing to let her work from home.

Sam had gotten his construction business started, which provided permanent and flexible employment for the pack as well as employment for several people around La Push and Forks. Once word got out about the quality of work and fair pricing, Sam found himself with a clientele base that spread along the coast and as far up as Seattle.

With his business in good shape and flourishing and with Bella happy in her career, Sam felt it was time to take a big step in their relationship. He'd been thinking about marriage a lot over the last two years and he'd brought it up a few times just to see what Bella thought about it but he'd held off on proposing because he wanted to be 100% sure that he was ready to get married. He wanted to be sure that he was asking for Bella's hand in marriage, not because the imprint was looking for something more to cement their bond, but because he wanted it; he didn't want Bella to ever doubt his reason for proposing. He wanted to be able to tell her it was Sam, the man not the wolf that was asking and yearning for this final commitment.

Once he'd procured what he felt to be the perfect engagement ring, he worked on how and where he would propose. In the end he decided to keep everything simple because Bella wasn't a fan of grand, over the top gestures. He got Tiffany to ask Bella out for a girl's day in PA, to which Bella agreed without hesitance (her and Tiffany had grown quite close over the last two years). He thought about cooking Bella's favorites but eventually decided against it because he didn't want her to automatically expect something the minute she walked in the door; he did, however, set up candles because a few weeks ago he had promised a romantic dinner to make up for how much he'd been working. So when she returned home to find a candle lit dinner waiting for her she would just assume this was the romantic dinner she'd been promised and she wouldn't for second suspect anything as long as Sam kept his cool. With the menu and atmosphere decided, he worked on what he would say because he didn't want to stumble his way through a proposal and have it come across as halfhearted and spur of the moment. While Sam was doing all of this, Tiffany was treating Bella to a mani/pedi (much to Bella's reluctance).

"I know you're not really into this kind of thing, but every girl could use a mani/pedi every now and then." Tiffany told her as they settled into the big comfy massage chairs for their pedicure

It wasn't long before Bella found herself practically melting into the chair and stifling a groan as the chair pushed and prodded her back, releasing tension that she hadn't even realized was there.

"Sam would probably love this chair."

"Your dad certainly does." Tiffany told her

"You've gotten my dad to come here?" Bella asked

"Have you seen that man's feet? I love Charlie to pieces but his feet were downright awful; all rough and scratchy and he refused to wear socks to bed so I got tired of feeling those crusty things rubbing against my legs at night and I dragged him up here and practically had to force him into the chair. I thought I might have to tie him down to, but then the chair started up and he just sat there."

"You got my dad to get a pedicure?" Bella laughed imagining her father sitting there and letting some lady scrub away at his feet.

"Sure did. Of course he begged me not to tell any of his buddies."

"I could so tease him for this but I'll be nice and not let on that I know."

They spent the rest of their time chatting here and there but mostly relaxing and just enjoying each other's company. Once the mani/pedi was over, Tiffany suggested they grab some lunch before visiting an antique shop and maybe the book store. That was one of the many things Bella liked about Tiffany, she wasn't much of a shopper, but when she did decide to shop it was usually in antique shops and places that had some history to them (only venturing to malls and clothing stores when absolutely necessary); and she always took into consideration what Bella wanted and never tried to force anything on her. Tiffany was a bit like the big sister/mother that Bella had always wanted but never gotten.

After Bella and Tiffany were satisfied with what they'd found at the antique shop and bookstore, they decided to head back home to their men. By the time Bella had dropped Tiffany off, helping to sort out what purchases belonged to her, she found herself anxious to get back to Sam.

"Sammy!" Bella shouted as she entered their house

"Kitchen!" He shouted back

Bella left her bags by the door and made her way to the kitchen where she smiled at the sight of the candles and Sam standing in front of the stove.

"What's all this?" She asked, wrapping her arms around his waist and pressing a kiss to his back

"Remember when I promised a little romantic evening?"

"Mmhmm."

"Well this is it." He said, turning around and pulling her into a kiss

"Now sit down and let me serve you." He smiled

Bella nodded and took a seat, watching Sam move around the kitchen as he plated the food.

"This looks really yummy." Bella smiled when Sam sat her plate in front of her

"I made dessert too."

"Oh really, and what did you make?"

"Brownies; I figured that was just about the only dessert I couldn't screw up." He grinned

Bella laughed a little, remembering a year or so ago when she'd had a terrible cold that lingered for almost two weeks and she was so miserable that Sam had been so desperate to make her feel better that he'd attempted to make her favorite cookies. That had been a complete disaster but the fact that he'd tried at all, had diminished any anger she might have felt at the sight of her kitchen and her ruined cookie sheets and broken mixer. Sam had of course cleaned the entire mess up, refusing to let Bella help and he'd even gone out and bought her new cookie sheets (better ones than she'd had before) and a new KitchenAid® stand mixer and attachments to go with it.

"This is really good. Did you use the homemade pasta I made yesterday?"

"Mmhmm."

The rest of dinner was fairly quiet, both of them content with just enjoying some quiet time together.

After they'd finished dinner, they had dessert and then Sam suggested they move to the couch, cuddle and watch a movie.

"I'd love to cuddle with you, but do you mind if I have a shower first and change clothes?" Bella asked

"Not at all; do you mind if I join you?" He asked

"Of course not." She said, giving him a kiss before taking his hand and heading up the stairs

"Will you wash my hair for me?" Bella asked

"I still don't understand why you like it so much when I wash your hair."

"Your hands are magic Sammy; they're so warm and soothing." She explained

Sam just shrugged and undressed, climbing in behind her. He washed her hair as requested and then took his time washing her body before guiding her under the spray and leaving kisses along her neck once it was soap free. After she was all clean, Bella returned the favor for Sam and once he was all clean they got out of the shower. Bella stayed in the bathroom to blow dry her hair while Sam went into the bedroom to finish drying off and get dressed. When Bella entered their bedroom, she was surprised to find Sam still in his towel and down on one knee.

"Uh Sam, what are you doing?"

"Before you came along I was just a boy who thought sprouting fur had made him a man, but after I imprinted on you and almost lost you I realized I wasn't half the person I thought I was. I've learned a lot about myself over these last six years but the most important thing I've learned is that without you my life has no meaning. I'm the man I am today because you push to me better, you tell when I'm wrong and forgive me when I don't deserve it. We both know I'm not perfect and sometimes I act and speak before I think but you love me anyway. It's taken me a little while to get to this point but now that I'm here I know there's nothing more that I want than to be able to call you my wife. Will you marry me?"

Bella stared down at him with tears welling in her eyes and threw herself at him before he'd even managed to open the ring box.

"Ummmm, is this a yes?" He asked

"This is absolutely a yes." She replied before pressing her lips to his

Once they broke away for need of oxygen, Sam grabbed the box that had been knocked out of his hand.

"So can I put the ring on your finger now?" He asked, opening the box

Bella gasped once she saw the ring,

"It's perfect." She whispered

A/N: Thanks for reading now feel free to review and let me know what you think. Suggestions and constructive criticism are also welcome. There is a link on my profile if you'd like to see Bella's ring.