April 1st, 2003
Jing-Mei was a little nervous. It was April Fool's Day and her boyfriend was Pratt. This couldn't be a good mix. He claimed he really didn't do tricks on April Fool's Day, but she didn't believe him. Why would she? She tiptoed into the kitchen.
"Morning." Pratt smiled, "I made you some eggs."
"I don't want it. I'll make my own." She said, "I don't trust you."
"Okay." Pratt shrugged and began to read the newspaper.
"Okay, Greg, spill." Jing-Mei frowned.
"You spilled something?" He looked up.
"No." Jing-Mei smiled, "What do you have planned for today?"
"What do you mean? Today's our day off. I thought we'd just spend it relaxing in front of the television." Pratt said.
"Bull shit." Jing-Mei said, "It's April Fool's Day. You have something planned and I know it." Pratt smiled innocently.
"I don't do anything of that stuff." He said, "Honest."
"Really?" Jing-Mei said. Pratt nodded.
"Really." He said, "I just wanted to spend the time with you today." Jing-Mei's face softened.
"I think I can handle that." She said. Pratt beckoned her over to him with his finger. Jing-Mei walked over and sat on his lap.
"You know I love you right?" He asked her. Jing-Mei nodded.
"Oh I know that." Jing-Mei smiled, "You tell me every day." Pratt chuckled.
"Good. I plan on telling you that every day for a very long time." He said, "I promise to do this right, Jing-Mei. I want to make you happy." Jing-Mei kissed his forehead.
"You make me extremely happy, Greg." She said softly, "If I had known how happy you make me, I would have jumped you sooner, but you're right, we have the rest of our lives to be with each other so we should just enjoy each other now." Pratt chuckled.
"I said that?" he asked. Jing-Mei nodded, "That was pretty smart." He pinched her butt, "I certainly will enjoy having you around and I'm glad you feel that way."
"Why?" Jing-Mei arched her brow with a sly grin.
"Because it's just night to know I'm not the only one feeling this way." Pratt said as he pushed her off of her lap,
"Now, let's eat." Jing-Mei stuck her tongue out. Pratt stood up and drew her close. She giggled softly. "What do you want?"
"I want you." He bent down and picked her up in his arms.
"Greg!!" She laughed as he carried her to the bedroom. He tossed her on the bed. Jing-Mei giggled softly, "How dare you."
"How dare I?" He stripped his shirt off, "I'll show you how I dare." He stood above her and started to undress her.
"Mmmm. I like this." Jing-Mei as she lifted her hips. With in seconds, Jing-Mei was laying there naked with her boyfriend. His lips were ravaging at her neck, "Yeah. I like this a lot."
"Me too." Pratt whispered. So much for his April Fool's Joke. Jing-Mei shivered as someone knocked at the door.
"Go away." Jing-Mei groaned loudly as Pratt kissed her breast.
"Jing-Mei, It's your mother." Mrs. Chen stood outside. Jing-Mei sat up, almost knocking Pratt to the floor.
"Oh my god." Jing-Mei jumped up, "Mother, what are you doing here???"
"I need to come talk to you about some stuff I have heard about you." She said. Jing-Mei pulled her shirt on.
"Get dressed now and stay in here." Jing-Mei said.
"Why? I need to meet your mother." Pratt said as he pulled his boxers on, "I might as well meet her."
"You're not meeting her." Jing-Mei said grabbing her pants.
"Why?" Pratt frowned deeply.
"She hates black people." Jing-Mei said, "Please stay in here. I'm not ready for you to meet her." Pratt growled deeply.
"Fine." He said. Jing-Mei ran her hand through her hair. She walked down the hallway and opened the door.
"So, what did you hear?" She asked. Mrs. Chen pushed her way into the apartment.
"Mrs. Gwendolyn called me last night with some information about whom you've been seeing." She said, "She saw you the other day." Jing-Mei groaned slightly.
"Mrs. Gwendolyn is old and senile, mother." Jing-Mei said, "Don't pay attention to what she says."
"Other people have said it as well." Mrs. Chen said, "What are you not telling me, Jing-Mei?" She bit her lip. Why should she be ashamed of who she was dating? Greg was an amazing man.
"I am dating someone mother and yes he's African-American, but who cares." Jing-Mei said. Mrs. Chen's jaw dropped, "I love him, Mother. I'm going to marry him."
"Marry him?? Why?" Mrs. Chen asked.
"So we can have a lot of babies and be a shame to the family." Jing-Mei smirked, "I love him and I want to spend the rest of my life with him all right?"
"So it was all true." Mrs. Chen said, "I cannot believe you. First Michael and now-"
"Do NOT bring Michael into this." Jing-Mei glared at her. "I think it's time for you to leave."
"I just got here." Mrs. Chen said.
"And you're leaving." She said pushing her mother to the door, "Please don't come back until you can accept me and my boyfriend." With that she slammed the door. Pratt stood in the doorway with a grin.
"You came from that woman?" He asked her. Jing-Mei nodded.
"Pretty scary huh?" Jing-Mei looked at him, "I'll go finish breakfast." Pratt sighed.
"Can't we finish what we started in the bedroom?" Pratt asked her. She shook her head and walked into the kitchen. Pratt sighed deeply. He was pissed at Mrs. Chen. Her damn attitude and ignorance was unbelievable. He would show her just how great he was to her daughter.
April 15th, 2003
Jing-Mei clipped the diamond earrings on. She looked gorgeous. Her hair was up in a French twist. She was wearing a silky red dress. It clinged to all the right places. She squirted on some perfume and headed down the hallway.
"You almost ready?" Pratt called out from the living room.
"How do I look?" She stood in the doorway. Pratt looked at her and his jaw dropped.
"Christ, Jing-Mei." He whispered as he stood up. Jing-Mei blushed slightly. Pratt didn't look half bad his self. He was wearing a suit and that made him look perfect. "You look absolutely gorgeous."
"You look amazing too." She walked up to him, "Thank you for tonight, Greg. Getting dressed up like this, going to the play, it's exactly what I need." Pratt put his hands on her hips and pulled her body close to his.
"It's what we need. We haven't been on a proper date in a very long time." He said pressing his lips to her cheek.
"Can we go now?" She asked him. Her eyes sparkled.
"Just spin around one more time for me." Pratt smiled. Jing-Mei spun around and the dress swished around her legs, "Mmm Mmm Yummy." Jing-Mei giggled and took his hand.
* * *
People were filing into the Civic Center. Everyone was dressed in their finest clothing. William Shakespeare brought out the best in everyone. Pratt handed Jing-Mei her programme and led her to the front of the theater. He bought the best tickets money could buy.
"It's so beautiful in here." Jing-Mei whispered as the curtains opened. The play had begun. Jing-Mei's eyes were wide as she watched the love story being played in front of her. Romeo and Juliet were one of her favourite plays so this was amazing to be watching.
Her heart broke when she saw Romeo and Juliet kiss for the first time. She knew what was coming for them. She wanted to cry out when Romeo didn't get word of what Juliet's plan was. Why did things like that have to happen? The curtains closed and the lights turned on when intermission started.
"God, the play is amazing." Jing-Mei smiled.
"I knew you'd like it." Pratt chuckled as the woman who played Juliet came out on the stage.
"May I have your attention please?" She called out. Everyone started to whisper, "I have something to do right now. Is there a Dr. Gregory Pratt in the theater?" Jing-Mei's eyes widened.
"I'm here." Pratt stood up.
"What did you do?" Jing-Mei whispered as he went up to the stage. "What are you doing?" The actress smiled.
"Would everyone turn their attention to Dr. Pratt?" She handed him the microphone. Pratt chuckled.
"Thanks…Ah…I've never really stood up in front of this many people. I've very nervous, but thank you for your attention." He said, "I always knew there was a thing about love at first sight, but I never thought it would happen to me. When I started to work at County hospital, I learned that it does happen when I saw Jing-Mei Chen."
"Oh my god." Jing-Mei whispered. Her hands started to shake.
"Jing-Mei, could you come up here please?" He looked at her. Jing-Mei nodded slowly. What was going on? Why was he up there? She walked up onto the stage and looked at him.
"What's going on?" She whispered. Pratt took her hand and smiled.
"Let me talk." He chuckled, "When I first saw you, I knew what I wanted out of life. I knew what kind of man I wanted to be. You enriched my life, Jing-Mei, and I would give anything to have you in it for longer. I know we haven't been together for long, but I know this is right. I know life can't get much better than it is now." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small blue velvet box.
"Greg…" Jing-Mei whispered. Her heart thumped in her chest. Tears filled her eyes as he opened the box. A very large and very beautiful diamond ring sat there. Pratt smiled softly as he got down on one knee.
"Jing-Mei, would you do me the honour of becoming my wife?" He asked her softly as he slid the ring onto her finger.
"Oh god…." Jing-Mei was fully crying now. She looked at the ring. It sparkled beneath the theater lights. She looked at Pratt and nodded, "Yes. Yes I w-would love to marry you." The theater erupted in cheer. They stood up clapping.
"You will?" Pratt jumped up and hugged her fiercely, "Thank god. Thank god. I love you. I love you so much, Jing-Mei." Pratt kissed her neck as he cried softly. She had said yes. They were engaged. Life was perfect.
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