Vicious sat in the big armchair back at his house, Vicious and Jem. Vicious, Jem and a little baby. He was sitting there collecting his thoughts. He was thinking about everything that had occurred that night at Jet's. He couldn't get over the thought. He was going to be a dad. Daddy. He loved the thought. And it hadn't even been twelve hours since he'd heard it. He just kept wondering how long he'd have to wait before he found out if it was a boy or a girl. That news would make him happy, not that it mattered to him. Jem, his future wife was going to have his baby. He'd decided a long time ago to ask for her hand in marriage. He'd talked it over with Jet a few months back. He was currently saving up money to buy her this beautiful wedding ring that he had his eye on for the past four months. Faye had talked to him about finding out Jem's ring finger size. He'd hate the ring to be too big or too small. That would kill him. So, ever since, he'd been trying to talk to Faye when Jem wasn't around. But that, he found out, was a hard task indeed.
"Honey, are you coming to bed any time soon? You know it's two o'clock in the morning right?" he heard Jem's voice drift in from the bedroom. He heard her footsteps across the hardwood floors and quickly wiped the tear from his eye. No one had ever seen him cry, and he wasn't about to let anyone now. Especially since Jem would think he was upset. It was just the opposite. He was happier than anyone could imagine right now.
"I'm coming honey, don't worry, just feel asleep watching TV," he knew the tv was still on, but he had blocked out the sound along time ago. He got up from the armchair, met Jem halfway, and swept her off of her feet into his big muscular arms and into the bedroom.
Jem was completely surprised when Vicious came around the corner and picked her up, she started giggling when he carried her into the bedroom, she hadn't been so completely sure he'd been happy about the news, he had been thinking and quiet most of the day. It amazed her when he carried her into the bedroom and laid her down on the bed. She had stared into those big blue eyes for what seemed like hours although she knew it had only been seconds.
He watched her looking back into his eyes. How he wished he had that ring right now. He'd propose right now if he could.
She lay there wondering what he was thinking, if he was actually looking at her, or through her, when he started nibbling on her ear she knew that he was seeing only her.