She still couldn't believe that he had asked her to marry him. On the dancefloor. At their friend's wedding. In spite of that, it had felt so romantic, so intimate. A moment just between them in the midst of a crowd. The way they slowly moved to the song he had chosen for the two of them, although he tried to convince her otherwise in his own cheeky, charming way. For the rest of the evening her thoughts were consumed with his proposal and what she could've said to him, if not the mass had whisked her away. She loved him dearly and was happy with him, so happy with him, but getting married that soon again? She didn't know if that's what she wanted in her current stage of life. What was the perfect answer for that kind of question? One that wasn't a overwhelming yes and didn't automatically mean the end of their relationship? Probably her answer would've been more like a not yet. She loved their relationship the way it was right now and she was scared that if she married him, then her old New Jersey life would repeat itself. Then, in her own typical fashion, her mind began to race through all of the possibilities that would result from taking such a big step. What something like that could mean to his custody agreement and she couldn't even bear the thought of him not having his daughters around every day. His two little adorable daughters, just thinking of them brought a smile to her face.

He still couldn't believe he asked her to marry him. But like he had assured her more than once, he could be spontaneous when he followed his heart. In that moment, it had seemed like the perfect time to ask her a question he had been dying to ask her for a long time. Her in his arms, slowly dancing to their song. He loved to see that recognizable spark in her beautiful brown eyes when she heard the first notes and how her face lit up. For the rest of the evening he didn't even have a chance to get her alone and just talk to her. She was always surrounded by at least one of her friends and he knew for sure, if he let her too much time, she would overthink everything. He could almost see all the small little wheels turning in her head in full speed. On the other side he would let her have all the time in the world, if her answer wasn't grounded on all the bad ifs and could be's in both of their lives. This was just for them and no one should have had a right to say anything about it.