Hunter woke up a little too early, it was still cold and dark outside. Ashley was next to her, with her back turned. Her body shook while tears stained her pillow. 'Honey, are you ok?"
"Yeah, it's just, I think its time Hunter."
"Time for what?"
"Well, Mickie has a baby, and so does Trish, and Candace, and Shawn has what? three? I want one."
"Ash, we've only been together like nine months, you excel at wrestling, and you have a title shot next week! You're really ready to lose all of that?"
"I want to be sure I'll see my child graduate. I want you to wrestle with with him, or play Barbie's with her." Ashley manages to spill through tears. "Tell you what, if I win my title I'll hold on to it for like 15 weeks and then, can we?"
"And if you lose?"
"There's no reason to wait." Hunter wrapped his arms around her. "Please?"
"One condition."
"What?"
"We should be married. Shouldn't we?" Hunter wrapped her hands in his and smiled. "I mean, it would look better. And you could have this." Hunter rolled over and pulled a black ring case from his nightstands. "God I love Fridays, able to be home." He opened the case. "It was my grandmother's, my grandpa bought it in 1946 when he proposed. Nothing real fancy, but it means a lot to me, and my family. I want you to have it, as a token of my love." Ashley pulled her legs up, tightening into a ball. "Ash, I know your last attempt at marriage sucked, but Trevor is long gown, I'm here. I love you. I'd never do what he did. I'm not that kind of guy."
"You've never hurt me before, and I love you more than any other guy I've ever made 'an attempt' at. I'm just scared, like you said. This didn't work out so well before. I don't want to be left with nothing. It couldn't be as good as what I have right now."
"Say yes?" Hunter nuzzled his three day side burn against her neck.
"Yes." He slipped the ring on her finger and pulled her closer.
"Celebratory sex?"
"Don't mind if I do."
