Kate was lying in bed, attempting to fall asleep. She kept thinking about Jack. She didn't want another dream about him touching her. While she liked it, it was too much stress on her body and mind when she saw him. She kind of thought she needed to move past him but knew it was impossible to do so. She always thought about him. Was he happy? Was he lonely? Did he miss Sarah? Was he thinking about Sarah? Was he thinking about Kate? It was all too much for her.
Suddenly, she heard a noise. It was her mobile, vibrating loudly on the side table. She reached over and checked the ID. Jack. Kate felt her heart beat pick up but then her heart fell. Why was he calling her so late? Oh god. Something had happened.
She sat up and answered frantically. "Hello?"
"Kate?" Jack was yelling.
"Jack, oh my gosh, Jack, are you okay?" She demanded.
"I'm fine!" Jack yelled. "Why? Are you okay? Baby, what's wrong?"
Baby? "Yes...Jack, are you sure you are okay? There is a lot of noise in the background. Where are you?"
"I'm at a club with Marc." Jack told her.
"You okay?" Kate asked again, feeling kind of hurt they didn't invite her. But suddenly an image of Jack getting hit on by different women popped into her head. No wonder she didn't register an invite.
"I've never been better, Kate!" Jack yelled and laughed. There was laughing close by him too. A couple of men. Kate felt much, much better. "Kate, I have something I need to tell you." He said.
"Okay." Kate agreed. Her heart rate picked up speed anxiously.
Jack sighed. "Kate, I have been so in love with you these last few years."
Kate's heart exploded with happiness.
"And," Jack continued. "I want to marry you."
Kate, in shock of surprise and happiness said nothing. Was this really happening? Was this another one of her weird dreams? If it was, her brain was trying to torture her. Giving her something that was making her happier than anything else in the entire world, and then just snatch it away from her like that? It was sick. Her subconscious is a sick little place.
"Before you say no!" Jack said quickly. "Let me explain! I can't stop thinking about you, Kate. I have dreams about you, about being with you, touching you, loving you. And not just sexually either. I want to take you out to dinner, wine and dine you. Dance with you. I want to put my babies in you every night." He paused.
Okay, that last line was bit weird. But it was the thought that counted.
He continued. "Please, Kate. I want you just the way you are. You are so beautiful. And not just on the outside with your lean, long legs and perfect breasts. But with your sparkling personality, your creativity and the beautiful art you make. And how smart and how generous you are, Kate. Please, marry me? No man will ever love you more than I do."
Just before Kate was about to answer with an outstanding yes, Jack spoke up again. "Wait, this is silly. I'm proposing to you without a ring. Look, I will go out tonight and buy a ring, and call you back in the morning, alright?" He said. "You can't say yes to a man who is proposing if you don't even have a ring. The ring symbolises my love for you. My ring will be huge. I'll call you back, love. I promise."
Kate giggled. "Okay, Jack." She said. She didn't care that she couldn't give her answer yet. Jack was in love with her and she loved him, and that was the only thing that was important.