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Chapter Eighty-Eight: Dave's P.O.V.

"So you're sure you're to do this tonight?" Adam asked me over the phone.

"Yeah, one hundred percent sure. I don't think she suspects a thing. And I really thank you for the ring once again."

"No problem, Dave. She deserves it."

"That she does."

"So are you going to do this in front of John and Trish?"

"Actually, they opted to stay at John's house once I told them what I was going to do. They figured that I needed to do this one on one with her."

"And Randy and Stacy?"

"The same."

"I would do that, too, but I really can't make it," he replied, a hint of excitement in his voice.

"Seriously, when are you going to break down and tell us what you are up to?" I asked him.

"When I'm ready. Now, I have to go. I'll talk to you later.

"Alright, bye," I said and hung up the phone just mere seconds before Jessie walked in my office.

"John just called. He and Trish can't make it. Something about really bad snowstorms up there."

"That's too bad," I told her, faking disappointment. "Adam can't come either, so it looks like it's just you and me."

She smiled and came closer to me, wrapping her arms around my neck. "That, I don't have a problem with."

There was five minutes left on the clock before the new year. Jessie and I were lying on my bed watching the TV, as New York was getting prepared for the ball to drop in the middle of Times Square.

"What do you think the new year will hold for us?" Jessie asked, her head snuggling into my chest.

"Well, hopefully no more black eyes for you," I chuckled. "Maybe you moving back in with me?"

"That sounds good," she smiled up at me. "I know for you, it will hold a World Heavyweight Championship reign."

Four minutes left.

"You know I definitely can't wait for that. But personally, what do you want to happen between the two of us within the next year?"

"Does it really matter what I want to happen as long as I love you?"

"You don't want any symbols of my love for you?"

Three minutes left.

"I don't think I understand what you're talking about, Dave."

"Don't you ever think about settling down, having a family some day?" I asked her. She quickly lifted her head up to look at me, eye to eye.

Two minutes left.

"Yeah, I think about that a lot, Dave. What about you?"

"I think about it every single time I look in your eyes. And that's why I wanted to do this…"

One minute left.

I reached into my pocket and pulled out the ring that Adam had intended to give to Jessie. I heard her gasp as tears filled her eyes.

"Jessica Katherine Lawrence…"

Thirty seconds left.

"Will you do me the honor, of being my wife?"

Fifteen seconds left.

She was speechless as she looked back and forth between me and the ring.

Five seconds left.

She finally opened her mouth to answer. "Of course I will, Dave."

I smiled and pulled her lips to mine before slipping the ring on her finger. "I love you so much, Jessie."

"I love you too."

We turned just in time to see the ball finish dropping in New York. She leaned down and her lips captured mine. The rest of the night was a party for two.

Happy New Year.