Well, I can definitely say that was the best shower of my life and hopefully, I will have many more like it. I hope Abby likes them... Now to get the shirt...
"Carter, what do you want for breakfast?"
"Whatever you're having."
"Ok...how do you like your eggs?"
"However you like yours."
"Ok...I like mine raw, how about you?"
"Me too."
"Ok, what's up?"
"Nothing, why?
"Because you aren't giving real answers and because you just said you wanted raw eggs."
"Oh."
"So what's up?"
"Just thinking"
"About what?"
"You"
"Oh. Ok. Carry on, I have to make breakfast."
"Ok. And Abby?...
"Yeah?"
"I love you"
"I love you too."
"Good."
"Yes it is."
Ok, better pay attention, she's smart. One of the many things I love about her... Now to hide the ring.
"Abby, breakfast was great. How did you learn to cook so good?"
"I don't know, I can cook some things. I'm not a master chef."
"Sure tasted like it. I have to have you cook more often."
"No you don't, trust me on that one."
"Ok, fine."
"Well, I have to go to work. When are you on?"
"In two hours."
"Ok, you can stay here. Do you have a key?"
"I'll drive you and no, I don't have a key."
"No, if you drive they'll make you stay. Plus, there will be even more gossip about us. And now you have a key."
"I like the sound of that. 'Us.' I like that. And thanks for the key."
"Welcome. Bye."
"Bye. Love you"
"Love you too."
Now that she's gone I can plan the proposal. I'm going to propose as soon as possible. I long for her to be my wife. I have for a while now. Much before I almost proposed last time. Let's see, I'm off Friday at 6... she gets off at 8... so I can make reservations for 9. Ok, I'll tell her when I go to work. Now to call...
That's settled. Anything I'm forgetting? I already have a tux, she has a dress, got the ring...nope, that's it. She will say yes, won't she? She has to say yes. I love her and she loves me. I hope she doesn't think that I want to be with her because for the sex. That's not even important. It's just a way of showing my love for her, deeper than words can express. What could be more passionate than the two of us together? She couldn't possibly believe I just want to sleep with her. She knows me better than that, doesn't she? Yes, she does. I'd better get ready for work...
Ok, first thing's first, got to find Abby...
"There she is."
"There who is?"
"Oh, hey Susan."
"Hey Carter, we got a double trauma rolling in."
"When's it here?"
"Now."
"Who's on?"
"You. And welcome back!"
Great, I know I'm at work but I didn't want to work until after I told Abby about Friday. I mean it's already Wednesday and the more time she has to plan, the better...
"Carter? Carter!"
"Huh?"
"The man's dying, we could use your help!"
"Oh, that..."
"Yeah that, it's only a man's life!"
"Sorry."
"No time for sorry. Work!"
"Susan, we need your help. Now!"
"Ok Carter, I gotta help them but if you got something on your mind, deal with it but not in a trauma!"
"Ok, got it. Go!" That was close. "C'mon, don't die on me!"
Good thing he's stable or it's my ass they'd be frying. God, where is Abby? I've been here over an hour and have only seen her once. Is she avoiding me? God, I hope not... There she is! Won't make the mistake of saying THAT aloud anymore...
"Hey Abby."
"Oh hey Carter, didn't see you earlier. How long have you been here? Wait, you didn't burn the building down, did you? The place is still standing, right?
"Nice to see you too. I've been here over an hour and I was starting to think you were avoiding me. And no, I didn't burn your house down, I'm not THAT bad of a cook. I cook pretty good actually..."
"Ok, whatever. I didn't think you would but... You know, we're going to get in trouble if we keep standing her."
"I don't care. Here."
"What's this?"
"A key to my place."
"Cool, thanks."
"Welcome, and I'm taking you to dinner Friday night."
"Really? Where?"
"That place we went before I left, before my grandmother died, and before you heard from Eric, remember that?"
"That really fancy one?"
"Yeah."
"You're not going to act all weird again, are you?"
"No, and I'm not renting the place either. We're going to eat with everyone else. Though most people would have liked me renting the whole thing out."
Well, I'm not most people, am I?"
"You certainly aren't."
"Oh, shoot!"
"What?"
"I have to work Friday."
"I know, you get off at 8, right?"
"Right..."
"We have reservations for 9."
"I only an hour to get ready!?"
"That's Ok, just pick everything before you go to work and leave right at 8, before if you can. The restaurant is usually full on such short notice, the people with that reservation had to cancel last minute. It'll be a very long time before we can get reservations again."
"Ok, it's a nice place and as long as I'm with you..."
"Good." Now to sneak a little kiss...
"Abby, have you... oh, this is awkward..."
"Hi Susan."
"Hi Carter, Abby."
"Hi Susan...we were just...talking."
"I need to have talks more often!"
"Bye Susan."
"I'm going, I'm going, but you're going with me Carter."
"What?"
"You to Abby, trauma's coming in. And no more 'talking' at work."
"You just HAD to say something, didn't you?"
"Yup."
Ok, I told Abby about dinner, everything's ready. Just have to get through the next 48 hours, of which 24 will be at work. Oh well, at least some of it's with Abby...
"Carter, what do you want for breakfast?"
"Whatever you're having."
"Ok...how do you like your eggs?"
"However you like yours."
"Ok...I like mine raw, how about you?"
"Me too."
"Ok, what's up?"
"Nothing, why?
"Because you aren't giving real answers and because you just said you wanted raw eggs."
"Oh."
"So what's up?"
"Just thinking"
"About what?"
"You"
"Oh. Ok. Carry on, I have to make breakfast."
"Ok. And Abby?...
"Yeah?"
"I love you"
"I love you too."
"Good."
"Yes it is."
Ok, better pay attention, she's smart. One of the many things I love about her... Now to hide the ring.
"Abby, breakfast was great. How did you learn to cook so good?"
"I don't know, I can cook some things. I'm not a master chef."
"Sure tasted like it. I have to have you cook more often."
"No you don't, trust me on that one."
"Ok, fine."
"Well, I have to go to work. When are you on?"
"In two hours."
"Ok, you can stay here. Do you have a key?"
"I'll drive you and no, I don't have a key."
"No, if you drive they'll make you stay. Plus, there will be even more gossip about us. And now you have a key."
"I like the sound of that. 'Us.' I like that. And thanks for the key."
"Welcome. Bye."
"Bye. Love you"
"Love you too."
Now that she's gone I can plan the proposal. I'm going to propose as soon as possible. I long for her to be my wife. I have for a while now. Much before I almost proposed last time. Let's see, I'm off Friday at 6... she gets off at 8... so I can make reservations for 9. Ok, I'll tell her when I go to work. Now to call...
That's settled. Anything I'm forgetting? I already have a tux, she has a dress, got the ring...nope, that's it. She will say yes, won't she? She has to say yes. I love her and she loves me. I hope she doesn't think that I want to be with her because for the sex. That's not even important. It's just a way of showing my love for her, deeper than words can express. What could be more passionate than the two of us together? She couldn't possibly believe I just want to sleep with her. She knows me better than that, doesn't she? Yes, she does. I'd better get ready for work...
Ok, first thing's first, got to find Abby...
"There she is."
"There who is?"
"Oh, hey Susan."
"Hey Carter, we got a double trauma rolling in."
"When's it here?"
"Now."
"Who's on?"
"You. And welcome back!"
Great, I know I'm at work but I didn't want to work until after I told Abby about Friday. I mean it's already Wednesday and the more time she has to plan, the better...
"Carter? Carter!"
"Huh?"
"The man's dying, we could use your help!"
"Oh, that..."
"Yeah that, it's only a man's life!"
"Sorry."
"No time for sorry. Work!"
"Susan, we need your help. Now!"
"Ok Carter, I gotta help them but if you got something on your mind, deal with it but not in a trauma!"
"Ok, got it. Go!" That was close. "C'mon, don't die on me!"
Good thing he's stable or it's my ass they'd be frying. God, where is Abby? I've been here over an hour and have only seen her once. Is she avoiding me? God, I hope not... There she is! Won't make the mistake of saying THAT aloud anymore...
"Hey Abby."
"Oh hey Carter, didn't see you earlier. How long have you been here? Wait, you didn't burn the building down, did you? The place is still standing, right?
"Nice to see you too. I've been here over an hour and I was starting to think you were avoiding me. And no, I didn't burn your house down, I'm not THAT bad of a cook. I cook pretty good actually..."
"Ok, whatever. I didn't think you would but... You know, we're going to get in trouble if we keep standing her."
"I don't care. Here."
"What's this?"
"A key to my place."
"Cool, thanks."
"Welcome, and I'm taking you to dinner Friday night."
"Really? Where?"
"That place we went before I left, before my grandmother died, and before you heard from Eric, remember that?"
"That really fancy one?"
"Yeah."
"You're not going to act all weird again, are you?"
"No, and I'm not renting the place either. We're going to eat with everyone else. Though most people would have liked me renting the whole thing out."
Well, I'm not most people, am I?"
"You certainly aren't."
"Oh, shoot!"
"What?"
"I have to work Friday."
"I know, you get off at 8, right?"
"Right..."
"We have reservations for 9."
"I only an hour to get ready!?"
"That's Ok, just pick everything before you go to work and leave right at 8, before if you can. The restaurant is usually full on such short notice, the people with that reservation had to cancel last minute. It'll be a very long time before we can get reservations again."
"Ok, it's a nice place and as long as I'm with you..."
"Good." Now to sneak a little kiss...
"Abby, have you... oh, this is awkward..."
"Hi Susan."
"Hi Carter, Abby."
"Hi Susan...we were just...talking."
"I need to have talks more often!"
"Bye Susan."
"I'm going, I'm going, but you're going with me Carter."
"What?"
"You to Abby, trauma's coming in. And no more 'talking' at work."
"You just HAD to say something, didn't you?"
"Yup."
Ok, I told Abby about dinner, everything's ready. Just have to get through the next 48 hours, of which 24 will be at work. Oh well, at least some of it's with Abby...