Part 4
Carter stared at her, not trusting himself to believe what he had just heard. The happiness was rising up inside him at such a rate that it was in danger of engulfing him. He took a step towards her, trying unsuccessfully to keep the emotion out of his voice:
"Is that a 'yes'?"
"That's a 'Hell Yes!'" she cried, jumping into his arms. He held her tight and gave a laugh of relief before setting her down and kissing her tenderly on the lips. They were both totally lost in the moment until they became aware of the applause of the other people in the store. Carter blushed as he pulled back from the kiss, looking over his shoulder at the strangers who had witnessed the most important moment in his life. Abby buried her face against his shoulder and started to laugh. She tried not to but she couldn't help it, and Carter soon joined in. It was exactly the same as it had been at his Grandfather's funeral: the suppressed giggles, the shared laughter, the knowledge that the person in his arms was always going to be there for him when he needed her and vice-versa. He pulled away from her and looked down into her face, pushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear with his left hand.
"Shall we get going then, Mrs Carter?" The laughter was still in his voice as he leaned in to whisper conspiratorially in her ear.
"OK, Mr Carter! Just give me a minute to get changed out of this dress and then we can be on our way."
"Oh no you don't," he said, keeping hold of her hand as he dragged her towards the cash desk. "Keep it on, you'll be needing it in a little while anyway!" He handed his Credit Card to the sales woman who had originally served them and whom Abby couldn't help but notice was being an awful lot more nice to them now than she had been when they had first walked into the shop. God, this was just like that scene in Pretty Woman! She'd have to remember to tell John that when they left, but his raised eyebrows as the woman handed him his receipt and offered to pack Abby's old clothes told her that he was thinking the same thing. The look he gave her only made her laugh harder, so to silence her he gave her another deep kiss. Neither of them could believe this was really happening.
"Come on!" He practically snatched the bag out of the shop-woman's hands and pulled Abby towards the doors. He sounds like an excited schoolboy, she thought as they practically ran out the door. Glancing at the clock it said 11.30, only half an hour since he had dragged her in there in the same way to get her to try the dress on in the first place.
She was still laughing at this as they walked through the door of the jewellery shop…
Carter stared at her, not trusting himself to believe what he had just heard. The happiness was rising up inside him at such a rate that it was in danger of engulfing him. He took a step towards her, trying unsuccessfully to keep the emotion out of his voice:
"Is that a 'yes'?"
"That's a 'Hell Yes!'" she cried, jumping into his arms. He held her tight and gave a laugh of relief before setting her down and kissing her tenderly on the lips. They were both totally lost in the moment until they became aware of the applause of the other people in the store. Carter blushed as he pulled back from the kiss, looking over his shoulder at the strangers who had witnessed the most important moment in his life. Abby buried her face against his shoulder and started to laugh. She tried not to but she couldn't help it, and Carter soon joined in. It was exactly the same as it had been at his Grandfather's funeral: the suppressed giggles, the shared laughter, the knowledge that the person in his arms was always going to be there for him when he needed her and vice-versa. He pulled away from her and looked down into her face, pushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear with his left hand.
"Shall we get going then, Mrs Carter?" The laughter was still in his voice as he leaned in to whisper conspiratorially in her ear.
"OK, Mr Carter! Just give me a minute to get changed out of this dress and then we can be on our way."
"Oh no you don't," he said, keeping hold of her hand as he dragged her towards the cash desk. "Keep it on, you'll be needing it in a little while anyway!" He handed his Credit Card to the sales woman who had originally served them and whom Abby couldn't help but notice was being an awful lot more nice to them now than she had been when they had first walked into the shop. God, this was just like that scene in Pretty Woman! She'd have to remember to tell John that when they left, but his raised eyebrows as the woman handed him his receipt and offered to pack Abby's old clothes told her that he was thinking the same thing. The look he gave her only made her laugh harder, so to silence her he gave her another deep kiss. Neither of them could believe this was really happening.
"Come on!" He practically snatched the bag out of the shop-woman's hands and pulled Abby towards the doors. He sounds like an excited schoolboy, she thought as they practically ran out the door. Glancing at the clock it said 11.30, only half an hour since he had dragged her in there in the same way to get her to try the dress on in the first place.
She was still laughing at this as they walked through the door of the jewellery shop…
