Mrs. Kovak?
The following story is under the sole ownership and copyright of J.L. Scott. Unauthorized copying and/or use is actionable in a court of law.
To borrow a phrase: ER no mine, no permission, no money, no sue...please?
"Well, now that you have me here, Doctor, what do you plan to do with me?" Secret delight glittered in Ria's eyes. Luka couldn't believe how beautiful she looked. He stomach had expanded quite a bit, she was now 27 weeks, but it only heightened her beauty. She was wearing a simple dark green gown, that just reached her knees, and the sole piece of jewlry she owned, a crystal pegasus on a thin silver chain. She had even gone as far as to apply a thin ray of green across her eyelids, which drew out the tourquoise in those amazing violet eyes. She had argued against going out somewhere so nice, but Luka could tell she was thouroughly enjoying herself. He was too. He was surprised to find he wasn't nervous at all, as he'd expected to be, despite the fact that the whole thing could blow up in his face. A waiter brought their food, and he decided to wait until later to reveal his surprise.
"You'll just have to wait and see" he replied with a smile. Ria laughed.
"Oh, the suspense!" she mocked, "I'll simply die any moment!" She laughed again and the sound of it was like a balm on Luka's heart. No, no, there was nothing to be nervous about.
The meal passed well. Ria became more jovial as the time passed, and Luka was certainly having fun. When the waiter came to take their plates away, Luka reached in his pocket and drew out a small item.
"Ria?" Ria stopped and looked up. He saw her expression change, from carefree fun, to that serene knowing look she got sometimes. Luka wondered if she could see right through him, then decided it was more like seeing into him. She didn't say anything, just waited. He wondered for a second if she knew what he was going to ask, but he couldn't figure out how she would. He'd never even voiced the question in his head.
"Ria, will you marry me?" All sound in the restuaraunt stopped, or seemed to. Luka opened the small box that held a ring, not a diamon, but rather a saphire set between two emeralds. His world shrank to the size of the table, and he waited for one of the two words that could shatter it. But she said nothing, She was surprised, he could tell. That calm mask of serenity had been disturbed when he'd asked. She just looked at him.
"I don't know" she said finally. Luka didn't know what kind of answer that was. She took the ring and looked at it, gave it back without saying a word. The waiter came, politely ignored the ring sitting in the middle of the table, chuckled at Ria's joke and left again. She seemed to have forgotten the question had even been asked. Luka couldn't understand it, but then, he understood little about Ria, intelectually at least. She continued to joke around, laughing and having fun as if nothing had ever happened. He couldn' t help himself but be drawn into her bliss, despite the naggin question in the back of his mind. They got home late, or early, and he braided her hair for her. He was about to fall asleep, still wondering what she would answer, when she made a slight sound, then said:
"Yes"
The following story is under the sole ownership and copyright of J.L. Scott. Unauthorized copying and/or use is actionable in a court of law.
To borrow a phrase: ER no mine, no permission, no money, no sue...please?
"Well, now that you have me here, Doctor, what do you plan to do with me?" Secret delight glittered in Ria's eyes. Luka couldn't believe how beautiful she looked. He stomach had expanded quite a bit, she was now 27 weeks, but it only heightened her beauty. She was wearing a simple dark green gown, that just reached her knees, and the sole piece of jewlry she owned, a crystal pegasus on a thin silver chain. She had even gone as far as to apply a thin ray of green across her eyelids, which drew out the tourquoise in those amazing violet eyes. She had argued against going out somewhere so nice, but Luka could tell she was thouroughly enjoying herself. He was too. He was surprised to find he wasn't nervous at all, as he'd expected to be, despite the fact that the whole thing could blow up in his face. A waiter brought their food, and he decided to wait until later to reveal his surprise.
"You'll just have to wait and see" he replied with a smile. Ria laughed.
"Oh, the suspense!" she mocked, "I'll simply die any moment!" She laughed again and the sound of it was like a balm on Luka's heart. No, no, there was nothing to be nervous about.
The meal passed well. Ria became more jovial as the time passed, and Luka was certainly having fun. When the waiter came to take their plates away, Luka reached in his pocket and drew out a small item.
"Ria?" Ria stopped and looked up. He saw her expression change, from carefree fun, to that serene knowing look she got sometimes. Luka wondered if she could see right through him, then decided it was more like seeing into him. She didn't say anything, just waited. He wondered for a second if she knew what he was going to ask, but he couldn't figure out how she would. He'd never even voiced the question in his head.
"Ria, will you marry me?" All sound in the restuaraunt stopped, or seemed to. Luka opened the small box that held a ring, not a diamon, but rather a saphire set between two emeralds. His world shrank to the size of the table, and he waited for one of the two words that could shatter it. But she said nothing, She was surprised, he could tell. That calm mask of serenity had been disturbed when he'd asked. She just looked at him.
"I don't know" she said finally. Luka didn't know what kind of answer that was. She took the ring and looked at it, gave it back without saying a word. The waiter came, politely ignored the ring sitting in the middle of the table, chuckled at Ria's joke and left again. She seemed to have forgotten the question had even been asked. Luka couldn't understand it, but then, he understood little about Ria, intelectually at least. She continued to joke around, laughing and having fun as if nothing had ever happened. He couldn' t help himself but be drawn into her bliss, despite the naggin question in the back of his mind. They got home late, or early, and he braided her hair for her. He was about to fall asleep, still wondering what she would answer, when she made a slight sound, then said:
"Yes"