"Hey," Chris greeted me, walking into the kitchen, where I stood at
the sink, washing dishes. He hugged me from behind and kissed my cheek.
"How's my favorite girlfriend?"
"Pruney," I replied, holding up my hands. They looked like raisins from being soaked in the sudsy water. "You?"
He picked up a plate and started drying it. "I'm tired."
"You look it."
"Thanks, I appreciate it." He nodded. "Hey, I have two questions."
"Fire."
"Do you love me?"
"Yep. Fire number two."
"Okay, wanna spend the rest of our lives together?"
"You don't have a choice," I said, looking at him strangely. "What are you getting at? Are you asking me to marry you?"
"I'm asking you to marry me."
"Are you sure?" I asked, a little dumbfounded.
"Toby, you're the only thing I'd ever been sure about, remember?"
I still wasn't sure if I believed what was happening. "You got a ring?"
"I do." He searched through his pockets.
When he began to look a little perturbed, I giggled, "Did you lose the ring?"
"Momentarily." His eyes lit up, relieved, and then he showed me the ring. "Okay, do I have to kneel down or do you just want to say yes?"
"Holy shit," I murmured, looking at the diamond. "I can see myself in this thing! How did you pay for it?"
"Stop avoiding the answering of my question!"
"Of course, yes, dumbass," I said. "Who else do you think I'd marry?"
"That's what I was hoping for." He grinned.
Finally, it all sunk in. I jumped into his arms, catching him off guard and accidentally pinned him against a wall. "I get to live with my best friend forever and ever!" I cried delightedly.
Laughter bubbled out of him infectiously. "Sleepovers every night!"
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~**~*~*~* ~*~*~*~*~
I cracked my knuckles anxiously as I listened to the phone ring and waited for someone on the other line to pick up.
Finally someone did answer, but all I heard was giggling. "Yeah?" a female voice laughed and then squealed as if she were being tickled.
"Yeah, is Gordie there?" I asked impatiently.
"He's busy--" she began but then demanded, "He wants to know who's calling."
"It's his cousin. I'll be unhappy if he doesn't put some pants on and talk to me." I waited while she handed the phone to him.
"Toby?"
"Gordie, your one night stands just keep getting ditzier and ditzier, sorry to say," I informed him kindly.
"Sarah's not like that," he said, and I heard his defensiveness clearly over the line. "I'm serious about her. We're.She said yes. I asked her to marry me."
"Fuck you!" I cried.
I heard a guttural stutter on Gordie's end of the line. "Um, 'hey congratulations, Gordie--' Gee, thanks Toby."
"I'm sorry," I said sincerely. "But.You asshole, couldn't you get engaged later?"
He laughed. "No. Now what do you want?"
"I'm getting married!" I cried exasperatedly.
"To who?" he demanded.
"Who the hell do you think?"
"Chris?"
"Nah, the Pope popped the question," I growled sarcastically. "Good Lord, Gordie."
"Congratulations," he told me and I knew he was smiling.
"You too," I returned and couldn't fight the smile on my own face. "Do you wanna talk to Chris?"
"Sure," he said. "Bye, Tobe. And hey."
"Huh?"
"You two are going to be happy for the rest of your lives."
"Pruney," I replied, holding up my hands. They looked like raisins from being soaked in the sudsy water. "You?"
He picked up a plate and started drying it. "I'm tired."
"You look it."
"Thanks, I appreciate it." He nodded. "Hey, I have two questions."
"Fire."
"Do you love me?"
"Yep. Fire number two."
"Okay, wanna spend the rest of our lives together?"
"You don't have a choice," I said, looking at him strangely. "What are you getting at? Are you asking me to marry you?"
"I'm asking you to marry me."
"Are you sure?" I asked, a little dumbfounded.
"Toby, you're the only thing I'd ever been sure about, remember?"
I still wasn't sure if I believed what was happening. "You got a ring?"
"I do." He searched through his pockets.
When he began to look a little perturbed, I giggled, "Did you lose the ring?"
"Momentarily." His eyes lit up, relieved, and then he showed me the ring. "Okay, do I have to kneel down or do you just want to say yes?"
"Holy shit," I murmured, looking at the diamond. "I can see myself in this thing! How did you pay for it?"
"Stop avoiding the answering of my question!"
"Of course, yes, dumbass," I said. "Who else do you think I'd marry?"
"That's what I was hoping for." He grinned.
Finally, it all sunk in. I jumped into his arms, catching him off guard and accidentally pinned him against a wall. "I get to live with my best friend forever and ever!" I cried delightedly.
Laughter bubbled out of him infectiously. "Sleepovers every night!"
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~**~*~*~* ~*~*~*~*~
I cracked my knuckles anxiously as I listened to the phone ring and waited for someone on the other line to pick up.
Finally someone did answer, but all I heard was giggling. "Yeah?" a female voice laughed and then squealed as if she were being tickled.
"Yeah, is Gordie there?" I asked impatiently.
"He's busy--" she began but then demanded, "He wants to know who's calling."
"It's his cousin. I'll be unhappy if he doesn't put some pants on and talk to me." I waited while she handed the phone to him.
"Toby?"
"Gordie, your one night stands just keep getting ditzier and ditzier, sorry to say," I informed him kindly.
"Sarah's not like that," he said, and I heard his defensiveness clearly over the line. "I'm serious about her. We're.She said yes. I asked her to marry me."
"Fuck you!" I cried.
I heard a guttural stutter on Gordie's end of the line. "Um, 'hey congratulations, Gordie--' Gee, thanks Toby."
"I'm sorry," I said sincerely. "But.You asshole, couldn't you get engaged later?"
He laughed. "No. Now what do you want?"
"I'm getting married!" I cried exasperatedly.
"To who?" he demanded.
"Who the hell do you think?"
"Chris?"
"Nah, the Pope popped the question," I growled sarcastically. "Good Lord, Gordie."
"Congratulations," he told me and I knew he was smiling.
"You too," I returned and couldn't fight the smile on my own face. "Do you wanna talk to Chris?"
"Sure," he said. "Bye, Tobe. And hey."
"Huh?"
"You two are going to be happy for the rest of your lives."
