CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE
It was one o'clock in the morning and Martha couldn't sleep. She rolled to one side and then back again; trying to get comfortable. But she couldn't. She was hot, her back was aching and the baby had been kicking for the last couple of hours. There was no way that she could fall asleep, and it was driving her nuts.
She grabbed hold of the sheet and hurled it off her body with a groan. She sat up and pulled herself out of bed; trying her hardest not to wake up Jack. She opened the door and walked out; quietly shutting it behind her.
She walked out into the kitchen, only to find Kit standing there drinking a glass of juice. "Sorry, did I wake you?" Kit asked softly.
Martha shook her head. "Nah, I can't sleep," she answered. "My back is aching and the baby has been kicking like crazy. And it's hot," she continued.
"Yeah, that's why I couldn't sleep," Kit nodded. "The nights are really starting to warm up again. It's so hard to get to sleep," she said.
Martha grabbed herself a glass from out of the cupboard and poured herself a juice. "I might go sit on the front porch for a while. Hopefully there might be a cool breeze," she told Kit.
"I'll join you," Kit followed her out onto the porch.
"It's so much cooler out here," Martha sighed as she sat down on one of the chairs on the porch.
Kit nodded her agreement as she sat down beside Martha. "So, not long now," she exclaimed as she looked at Martha's stomach.
"Yeah, I just wish it would come out now. I'm sick of being uncomfortable all the time," Martha said. "And I want my body back," she laughed.
Kit laughed along with her. "Hopefully you'll be one of those women whose body just pings back into shape after giving birth," she smiled.
Martha and Kit spent the next half an hour chatting quietly to each other. It wasn't long though until Jack came looking for Martha.
"What are you doing?" Jack asked with a bit of worry in his voice, as looked at them from the doorway.
"We couldn't sleep, so we came out for some fresh air," Kit replied. "But having said that, I'm going to head back in now," she continued as she stood up and walked back inside.
"I got a fright when I woke up and you weren't there," Jack sighed as he sat down next to Martha.
"Sorry," Martha apologised. "My back was aching and this kid wouldn't stop kicking. I couldn't get to sleep," she explained.
"Why didn't you wake me up? I could have given you a back rub or something," Jack said as he wrapped an arm around her shoulder.
"Next time I'll know to do that," Martha smiled.
Jack smiled back at her. "Oh, I'm kicking Kim out of the house tomorrow night. I'm going to cook dinner and we're going to have a nice evening alone," he told Martha.
"That'll be nice," Martha nodded.
"Great," Jack exclaimed as he stood up. "You ready to come back to bed now?" he yawned as he reached a hand out to her.
Martha nodded and took his hand; letting him pull her up.
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Jack organized for Tasha and Robbie to pick Martha up at about four pm the next afternoon. He wanted the house to himself for the next couple of hours. He wanted to get dinner ready and make the place look nice. He had told Martha to take a change of clothes with her, so that she could get changed at Robbie and Tasha's.
She'd picked out a nice dress to wear; she wanted to look nice since Jack was going to all the trouble of organizing everything.
It was dark by the time she got back to the house. She walked inside and all the lights were switched off; but the room was lit up by tiny little candles. The room looked amazing. Martha couldn't believe that Jack had gone to all this trouble.
"Jack," Martha called out.
A few moments later he walked into the room. Martha thought he looked great. He was wearing a pair of black pants with a white long sleeved button up shirt.
"Hey," he smiled and walked up and kissed her softly on the lips.
"This place looks beautiful," Martha told him.
"You look beautiful," Jack exclaimed as he kissed her again.
Martha couldn't stop the blush that rose up into her cheeks. Wanting it to go away, she started speaking again.
"Something smells great," she sighed happily as she inhaled the scent of the dinner he was cooking.
"I've made all your favorites," Jack told her. "It should be ready soon, so why don't you sit down and I'll get you a drink," he said as he lead her over to the dinner table and helped her sit down.
"Since you can't drink alcohol, I've brought some sparkling apple juice," Jack started to speak again. "You'll just have to pretend that it's Champaign," he laughed.
"Lucky me," Martha added sarcastically with a laugh. She paused for a while before starting to talk again. "So, what exactly have I done to deserve this?" she asked.
"Aw, you know. I just thought that since you're having my baby; I should do something nice for you," Jack smirked.
Martha laughed. "Okay then," she smiled.
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A couple of hours lingered by, and Martha was really enjoying her evening alone with Jack.
They'd danced a little and chatted happily to each other. Dinner had been great; Jack had held her hand across the table and they shared the occasional kiss. It was lovely.
Jack had now moved his chair around the table, so that he could sit closer to her. He carried her hands up to his mouth; where his lips grazed softly across her knuckles.
"You know that I love you, right?" Jack asked softly.
"Yeah, of course," Martha answered. "I love you too," she told him.
"And I love our baby," Jack added as he placed a hand on her stomach and gently rubbed it. "We're going to have our own family and I want our lives to perfect. I want to do everything right," he said.
Martha had no idea where Jack was going with this, so she done the only thing she could do; she continued to sit there and smile at him. But the next thing she knew, Jack was bended on one knee; looking up at her. Oh my god, she thought to herself. Okay, so now she knew what was going on.
Martha was a little lost for words. "What are you doing?" she looked down at him in awe; a tiny smile starting to appear on her lips.
"I love you Martha MacKenzie," Jack smiled as he pulled a small black box from his pocket.
Martha's heart was pounding so fast and so heavy, and the butterflies in her stomach were fluttering around like crazy. She couldn't believe that this was happening. Sure, she knew that this would probably happen one day, but she seriously didn't think that that day would be today. She wanted to jump up right now and say yes. She wanted to say yes and he hadn't even asked the question yet.
Martha snapped out of her thoughts and concentrated on Jack, who was just starting to speak again.
"You are the most beautiful and important person in my life, and I never want to let you go. I never want to be apart from you. I want you to be by my side forever. You're about to give me one of the greatest gifts a person could ever ask for," Jack smiled as reached out and touched her stomach again. "We have each other and or baby, so our lives are about to be complete. But let's make it better," he continued.
Martha looked down at him with a smile. She just wished that he would hurry up and ask. It wasn't going to be much longer until she started crying, and she wanted him to ask before that happened.
"Martha, I love you. Will you marry me?" Jack asked as he opened up the box.
Martha looked down at the ring in his hand. It was gorgeous, and it was going to look so good on her finger. She looked back at Jack; staring into his eyes. He looked back at her, with hope written across his face.
Martha started smiling as she nodded her head. "Yes. Of course I'll marry you," she told him.
Jack jumped up quickly; pulling Martha into an embrace and kissing her passionately. She kissed him back with all the strength that she had. They slowly pulled away from each other, and Jack grabbed hold of Martha's hand. She watched happily as he slipped the diamond ring onto her finger.
"I love it," she told him. "It's beautiful," Martha said.
Jack raised his hand and softly ran a finger along her jaw, before cupping her cheek. "I love you so much," he smiled.
"I love you," Martha grinned as Jack pulled her into another passion fuelled kiss.
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My gosh, I had a lot of trouble writing the proposal. It was actually quite hard, so I hope it's turned out okay.