Molly and Jeff: Chocolates Are My Favorite
"Are you sure they will be okay with this?" Molly asked as they walked through the bright, well-lit building. She clutched Jeff's hand as they approached the elevators that were located in the back of the busy area, which led to hotel rooms.
As they walked, people oohed and awed as him and Molly. They also shouted out their congratulations. Through it all, Jeff smiled happily. He was ecstatic and happy too. Why? Because this year, he finally got it right. This was definitely both his and Molly's most unforgettable Valentine's Day.
"Who cares about them," Jeff said. Dropping their hands, he pushed the button for the elevator, signaling that they wanted to go up. They waited a couple of seconds before a bell rang, telling the couple that an elevator was there for them. Being the only ones there waiting, Jeff and Molly were the only ones who stepped into the elevator.
Molly looked over at Jeff as the door closed slowly and smiled. "You really surprised me..."
Jeff smiled a toothful smile and grabbed her hand. He squeezed it lightly, as the bell rang again causing the door of the elevator to open.
They walked out happy, yet silent. It was a nice, quiet comfortable silence, which anyone in their position would have. The silence between them was there more because of the anxiousness of all that the future (of that night as well as of the months and years ahead) holds for them.
Stopping when they finally reached the door that led to their quarters for the weekend, Jeff pulled the key out of his pocket and stuck it in the knob of the door. He twisted the key, causing the door to open. While holding the door open, Jeff scooped up Molly in his arms.
Molly squealed and laughed in delight. "Jeff!" she shouted in between her laugher.
Jeff's constant smile got bigger as he carried her into the room. He didn't stop until he reached the small sitting area in their suite.
The suite, which was medium compared to the others that were available for that day. It consisted of a small sitting area, which severed as a living room/dining area of some sorts. Connected to it was a small kitchen that had a microwave, refrigerator with a freezer, stove (no oven), and sink along with a couple of cabinets that had plates and silverware. Also there was a small bathroom that had everything a bathroom would except for a bathtub. Beyond that was the bedroom.
To say Molly was impressed would be an understatement... "This room is so beautiful Jeff," she whispered. She moved towards the door that led to the bedroom and was stopped by Jeff.
"Not yet," he said with mischief in his eyes. He went back to the main door and closed it. Then he went to a large, glass sliding door that was in the room and opened the curtains. Taking Molly by the hand, he opened the door, revealing a dark, black sky glittered with stars. Jeff pulled her out onto a balcony that had a chaise lounge. "Stay right here..." He left her there as he went back inside.
Molly smiled at his demeanor. She went to the edge of the balcony and leaned against the rail. Staring up in the sky she sighed happily. "I am so happy... and not because it Valentine's Day."
Jeff walked back out onto the balcony; with him he carried a thick blanket on his arm, a bucket of ice that contained a bottle of champagne with two flutes in one hand, and a tray of chocolates and chocolate covered strawberries in the other hand.
Seeing Jeff struggle a bit, Molly took the blanket and champagne and flutes. Waiting as Jeff put the tray on a medium plastic table, she then handed him the bucket and flutes. She laid the blanket on the chaise lounge, spreading it so that most of the chair would be covered.
After setting the bucket on the floor, next to the table, Jeff set the two flutes on the table. He reached into the bucket and took the bottle of champagne out. Jeff opened the bottle and poured some of the champagne into the flutes. He put the bottle back in the bucket, and then picked up the two flutes. Handing one to Molly and keeping one himself, he smiled at her. "To Valentine's Day..." he said as he raised his flute to her.
"To wedding nights..." Molly toasted as she clinked glasses with Jeff. Intertwining their arms, they sipped each other's champagne, a wedding reception tradition. She then took a sip of her owns after they untangled their arms. Molly then set it on the table, and went to the railing of the balcony again.
Copying her, Jeff did the same. He wrapped his arms around her waist as she leaned on the balcony, putting her elbows on railing.
"I'm so happy Jeff... and not because it Valentine's Day, though that is an added bonus, but because you surprised me like this," Molly said. She stared up into the dark sky. "I never thought you would, or could, come up with anything like this..."
Jeff chuckled. "Yeah, got some help from the guys... though they thought we were going to spend a nice day at home, and not one here in Las Vegas getting married."
Molly laughed too. "The girls are going to be so mad, we have just decided on the bridesmaids and maid-of-honor dresses..."
"Oh well," Jeff said as he continued to laugh. "I don't regret any of this, we have pushed back the wedding to many times... and when I started to figure out what to do for you, I came up with this. I didn't want to wait again."
"Me either, I was tired of waiting," Molly said as she kept on looking at the dark sky. "I wanted to marry you, the day after you proposed."
He smiled. "I was too..."
"Ooh," she squeaked. Molly pointed up in the sky as a star fell from the sky.
"Make a wish," Jeff whispered into her ear. He squeezed her harder and smiled brighter at her childlike enthusiasm.
She squeezed her eyes shut and made a wish in her head.
"What did you wish?" he asked.
Molly turned around in his arms, facing him and grinned slyly. "Can't tell you," she whispered. Moving away from his arms, Molly grabbed one hand and pulled her to him as she laid down on the chaise lounge.
He grabbed the tray of chocolates and chocolate covered strawberries and sat beside her on the lounge.
"Hmm," Molly mumbled as she looked at the selections. The chocolates were either plain or topped with something, as well as some that were filled with various things. The strawberries came in all sizes and textures. "Isn't this how we got here in the beginning?"
***
Earlier That Day
"Happy Valentine's Day!" Jeff shouted as Molly walked into the kitchen.
Molly smiled at Jeff who had a rose and box of chocolates in his hand. "You remembered..."
Jeff grinned suspiciously. "Of course!" He handed her the rose and chocolates.
She smelled the rose and kissed it. Walking to Jeff, Molly lightly rubbed it up and down her cheek. "Thank you..." She out it down on the counter next to her.
"Open the box," he said anxiously. He studied her face, wanting to remember her look when she finds his surprise.
"Okay," Molly mumbled. She opened the box lightly. "Mystery filled chocolates! I love these... chocolates are my favorite. Thanks honey!"
Jeff rolled his eyes and continued to watch as she dug into the box steadily.
When Molly got to the bottom, she saw a little note there. "'Will you marry me?'" she read. Looking at Jeff, she rolled her eyes and gave him a crazy look. "Didn't you already ask me this? And didn't I already say yes?" She flashed her hand at him and wiggled her fingers showing him the engagement ring.
Ignoring her, Jeff crossed his arms over his chest.
Noticing something else in the box, Molly picked up the note and looked underneath it. "Oh my— two tickets to Las Vegas? Does this mean, what I think it means?" She took the tickets out to inspect them.
Jeff grabbed her hand, causing the box of chocolates to fall on the ground. He rushed to their coat closet and opened it up; he showed her that their suitcases were already packed. "Take a shower and get dress, we leave in six hours."
"But what about a wedding dress?!" she shouted as he rushed her up the stairs.
"We'll find one for you there..."
***
Jeff nodded. "And what better why to end it?"
"So true. Happy Valentine's Day," Molly said.
"Happy Valentine's Day," Jeff said breathlessly as he claimed her lips in a passionate kiss.