Chapter Fifty-Nine

The Proposal

I own nothing except Melissa, Kate, and any other OC's that I mention.

Second to the last chapter, everyone! I hope you enjoy this one! Sorry if it's short, but hopefully I made up for it!

Will was not himself that evening. He was much too jumpy and nervous. To Kate, he seemed restless, almost as if he was stressing about something. What was there to be worried about, though? It was a weekend away for the two of them!

They were now at an Italian restaurant for dinner. Will was constantly drinking water and drumming his fingers against the table. This started to concern Kate now. What was so important that he had to be stressing out over their vacation?

"Is everything going alright at work?" Kate asked gently. She was wearing her white dress that she got last weekend, sitting cross-legged at the knees across from him at a small, romantic table.

"Of course," Will said, meeting her eyes. His brown eyes were wide and were obviously anxiously waiting something.

Alright, everything was right at work. That was good, at least.

"What about us?" she asked.

"Katherine...everything is alright between us! Y-You don't think it isn't?" he said, nervously.

This threw Kate off. Will was acting too strange. Something was wrong with him – either it was something more that them and work, or he was lying. He hadn't come to Duluth to break up with her, had he? No, what a silly idea that would be! She was the one that had to drive back, anyways.

"Then why are you acting so strange?"

"Strange? Strange?" Will chuckled nervously. "Who's acting strange? I'm not."

Did he not love her anymore? He sure was acting different, and Kate didn't like it.

"Will, what is going on?" she said gently. "Is it something I've did? You've been sketchy all day, but now you're just weird." She paused. "Did you come here so we could have a talk? Is that it?"

"No, that's not the reason. I wanted just a weekend for the two of us, my love."

Will's tone had gotten softer. Kate looked down at the napkin she held in her lap. Why was Will acting so strange?

"Have I done something wrong?" she asked.

"It's nothing, Katherine," he insisted. "I promise."

"It's about me moving, isn't it? I'm sorry that I told you, it just needed to be said. I thought that this weekend would be the right time, since it's just us. That way we could talk about it...deal with it...together."

"No, it's not about you moving either, although that does upset me."

She decided to just drop the subject. It killed her to know what was going on, but Will obviously wasn't about to tell her. The weekend hadn't been what she thought it would be, that was for sure. She thought that there would be romance, and Will had kissed her once, and that was a quick peck on the lips before he went to go down to the front desk to ask about a restaurant this morning!

After dinner, Will suggested that they go for a walk down to the lighthouse. There was a boardwalk to lead them down to the black and white lighthouse. Will took Kate's hand and kissed her cheek.

"I don't believe I mentioned how beautiful you look tonight," he said.

Kate had curled her hair and worn her new dress, but it was nothing exceptional. She did feel beautiful, though.

"Thank you," she smiled. "You look quite handsome yourself."

Will did. He was wearing a casual suit -- something she had never seen him in. She really liked it, though.

He chuckled. "Thank you."

They made their way halfway down the boardwalk, when Will suddenly stopped. He looked her right in the eye, which surprised her. It was not a nervous stare, which it had been nearly all day. Now it was a gentle gaze. She wanted to kiss him on the boardwalk, but this look that she gave him was not for kissing. It was just a moment too romantic to even do anything.

Will got down on one knee, taking her left hand. What was he doing? He couldn't be proposing, could he? No, of course not!

"Kate...The moment that I met you, I knew that I was in love with you. It's impossible to remember life without you in it. Whenever I think about my days in Port Royal, I can't believe that I didn't even know you existed. I felt as if all those years mean nothing to me."

Will was really proposing? That would explain the strange behavior this evening!

He pulled out from his pocket a light blue box and opened it, revealing a large diamond ring in the center, along with diamonds filling the band.

Wait – that box was Tiffany's. Tiffany's closed last weekend. Hadn't Melissa and Jack gone to go look for a Starbucks? Did they see Will in the store? That's why they said it was closed! And Will wasn't even out at TGI Fridays, he was at Tiffany's, getting an engagement ring!

"Please don't make me try to imagine the rest of my life without you," Will said. "Katherine, will you marry me?"

Kate didn't know what to say. She loved Will, but it was only a month that they had known each other. Wasn't that just a little early to get engaged? They still had so much to talk about, like how many children they wanted. Plus, if Will moved to New York with her, he would have to search for a new job.

But...she did love Will, too. It was hard to imagine life without him. He was the sweetest guy that she had ever known. She felt blessed to be with a man as wonderful as he was. But getting married at eighteen? Wasn't that a bit of a rush?

Had her dad even approved of Will? Well, if he was with Will while shopping for a ring (he had to, there was no other way to get there), he must.

If she accepted, she would have to leave Will behind in Minnesota for a few months and plan half of their wedding via e-mail. It would be so hard to be away from him for even a month, try and imagine five or six months!

But if she declined, she would have to try to find someone even better than Will, which she was sure was impossible. There was no one like him in the world. No one gave her butterflies in her stomach every time their eyes met. Each time he touched her, it sent chills through her. And those kisses of his were sweeter than candy.

After all they had been through, they could do anything now. They were stronger than ever. She couldn't imagine them parting ways – not now, not ever.

"Yes," she said. A smile bigger than ever appeared on her face. "Yes!"

"Great!" Will smiled, sliding the ring on her finger. Kate noticed it fit perfectly. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that several people had stopped to watch. They were a respectable distance away, of course, but it made Kate even happier than she already was.

The moment Will stood up, she kissed him more passionately than she ever had. She draped her arms around his neck; his hands were on the small of her back. Kate lifted her feet from the floor, Will holding her up by a tight, loving embrace. She felt a surge of passion run through her like none she had ever felt. She was to be married now! Someday she would be Kate Turner.

Kate Turner. The name sounded perfect.

She heard people watching them commenting, like "How romantic!" or "That was cute!" She pulled away and put a hand on Will's cheek and smiled.

"I love you," she said. There were no other words that she could say. Those three said them all.

"And I you, Katherine."

Kate's Blog Entry

Oh my God. I'm engaged. I still can't believe it. The ring is beautiful. I love Will. I love him more than I can say.

Last blog entry for me. I'll be busy planning a wedding, moving, and working.

I guess both of us have a new beginning, not just Will anymore. I'm to be Mrs. Turner someday. Who knows when that someday will be.

My final words: I'm getting married!!

XOXO,

Kate