Chapter 8: A Proposal of A Different Kind
Faith and Angel walked into the apartment, they had been out all night with Buffy and everyone else, semi-celebrating Faith's 24 birthday. And now it was time to give Faith her present. Angel kissed her she kissed him back. He cleared his throat and took her hand. He kissed her again.
"Um, Faith?" he said to get her attention.
"Yeah?" she said not really wanting to talk.
"Well, I know we've only known each other for a couple of months, but it feels right," Angel said. Faith tried to understand what he was saying but it was too foggy to be clear. "Um, what I guess I'm trying to say is, Faith…uh…will you…well…ah…will you," Angel tried to say but he was too nervous.
"Will I what? Dominate you in bed? Shower with you? What? Come on say it, what do you want?" she said getting impatient.
"Will you…be my…wife?" he said in a hushed voice, but Faith couldn't hear him.
"Huh, what? Repeat that again?" Faith said, leaning in so she could hear better.
"Will you…(oh, great awkward silence)…marry me?" he asked again, this time Faith heard him. She stared at him as if he had said he was dying, which made Angel as nervous as hell.
"Angel!" she said laughing, he looked at her.
"Was that funny? I was-" Angel began to say but he was cut off by Faith kissing him.
"I will," she said softly.
He looked at her and laughed himself, then they kissed again. She jumped into his arms, and they kissed again. Angel put Faith on the couch and took a box out of his pocket. He opened it and inside was a ring. Faith didn't know much about jewelry, but it looked expensive.
"How much was that?" Faith asked.
"Doesn't matter," he said sliding the ring onto her finger.
She kissed him again. "When's Spike bringing Connor back?" she asked hurriedly.
"Not until the morning," he said as they kissed again.
"Great," she said pulling him into the bedroom.
So what do you think? If you don't like what's going on, then sorry, but I do like what's happening in this story.