~Chapter 3~

The Next Day

"I'm taking you out tonight."

"Oh? Where to?"

"Its a surprise."

"Oo, I do like surprises."

"All I can say is dress nice. Not that you don't look nice everyday..."

"'Kay."

"Good guess. L, M, N, O, P. Talk to ya then. Love you."

Good guess? She didn't get it.

~~~

That Night

Oz walked up the front steps and tapped on the door. Mr. Rosenburg opened the door.

"Son."

Willow got her dress on and made her way down the stairs. Oz wore a classy black tux.

"You look beautiful." Oz said as he gazed at the sparkling blue dress.

"As so do you, in a manly sense, of course."

"'Course."

They got to the restarant.

"It's French." Willow observed.

They walked in and were shown to their table.

They ate dinner and as dessert came, Oz got up.

"Where are you going?"

He knelt down beside her and pulled a white box from his pocket.

"Willow Rosenburg," he opened the box revieling a beautiful diamond engagment ring, "will you marry me?"

Willow's eyes welled up with tears of joy.

"'Kay," she sniffed, "Yes!"

The following spring they were married...in Paris.

The End ~~please R&R