By the time we make it to where we're meeting the guys we're already an hour late. Jon grins as he holds my hand as we walk into the bar. Joe waves us over then looks at his watch. "An hour" he says looking at Colby. "I win, pay up." Colby groans and throws a twenty at Joe before glaring at Jon. "Couldn't you have waited another hour?" he asks. Jon frowns. Galina laughs. "They had a wager on how late you'd be" she explains. "Colby said two hours minimum." Jon laughs and looks back at the door. "We could always go find somewhere comfortable for an hour" he says, winking at me. I slap his chest and everyone laughs. "You're here now" Joe says. "That's the main thing. Drink?" We both nod and Joe heads for the bar. "Sit Lora" Galina says, patting the seat next to her. I head for it, laughing as Jon beats me to it. "Sit Lora" he says, patting his lap. I shrug and sit on his lap, snuggling into him. "You two are too cute" Leighla groans. "I never pictured you as the marrying kind though, Ambrose, ya know? It's not the vibe you give off." Jon shrugs. "You just know when it's right" he says. "I knew as soon as I saw her I didn't want to let her go." I smile. "You're such a sap Jon" I whisper, kissing him.
It's a proper couples night. Nobody talks about work, or the fans, or the dreaded R word. We hit a few bars, and then, surprisingly, it's Jon who wants to call it a night. "Guys" he groans. "I know, normally I'd be shutting these bars down with you guys, but it's past midnight, it's officially my birthday, and wedding anniversary, and while I've loved having you guys here for it, I just wanna take my wife home." Colby smiles. "Sure bro" he says, hugging us both. "Have a good night, we'll see you tomorrow." We say our goodbyes and head for home.
"Do I get my present now?" he asks as soon as we're inside the apartment. I glance at the clock, it's 1am. "Sure" I say, kissing him before heading into the bedroom to grab them. He's staring at the wedding photo again when I come back out. "85 now Lor" he says quietly. I nod, sitting next to him. "Please don't" I whisper, surprised to find myself crying. "I don't want to think about it. Not tonight. Not now." He nods, surprise evident on his face when he realises I'm crying. "Don't cry" he begs. "I didn't realise I was" I admit. "The emotions you put me through, Jon, they're just insane. I shouldn't feel this way, not after a week." He nods. "I know" he says, finally. "Let's put it down to the alcohol. Now give me my present woman." I smile and give him the present for his birthday. He opens it and looks at me, a smirk on his delightful face. "Uh doll" he says, holding up the Victoria's Secret sheer babydoll. "I don't think this is my size." I smile. "No" I say, taking it from him and kissing him softly. "I was thinking I'd wrap myself in it and let you unwrap me." "So why are you still out here, and not putting it on?" he asks. I smile. "Happy birthday" I whisper, kissing him. He moans and pushes me back on the sofa until we're both lying down. He kisses me for what seems like ages, then suddenly jumps up without warning. "Present time" he announces. "Uh Jon" I say sitting up. "We did present time already." He shakes his head. "That was birthday present" he says, opening a drawer and smiling as he grabs a wrapped box. He brings it over and sits next to me. "Now it's anniversary present time" he says, handing me the box and watching expectantly. I laugh. He wasn't lying when he said he couldn't wrap. "I know, I know" he groans. "Just open it, will you?" I hand it back to him, shaking my head as I stand up. "You need to open mine first" I say handing him a small box. He frowns at me, then shrugs. "Ok" he says, tearing the paper teasingly slowly as I kneel in front of him. He opens it then looks at me quickly. "Jon" I whisper. "I can't do it. I can't be without you, I can't go home without you. The house will be so bare without you in it. This, this whole trip, is going to be a waste of time if I have to lose you at the end of it. I can't. I won't. Jonathan Good, will you marry me?" He stares at me, then back at the ring in the box, then back at me. "Great minds, doll" he says finally. I frown as he nods towards the gift he's got me. I open it with shaky fingers. "Can't go wrong with diamonds, right?" he asks, smiling weakly. Me, I can't speak. The diamond encrusted eternity ring has taken away my ability to form coherent sentences. I look up at him as he smiles. "I know this great little wedding chapel" he says. And it's all he needs to say. I nod and he's pulling me to my feet straight away. I barely manage to grab the keys to the apartment before he's dragging me out of the door and down the street.