"Why did you bring me here, Danny?" Lindsay asked softly, her head leaning against his chest and shoulder, as they sat on his childhood bed.
"This is the only way I could think of to get you to realize how serious I am about this, us," he explained. "I guess, I just thought if meeting my mother was a big deal for me, it would be a big deal for you too," he shrugged.
The truth was it was a big deal for her too. Danny had never been the 'take the girl home to meet the parents' guy. She knew that, she knew his reputation of the love 'em and leave 'em type. But he had told her he loved her, so she thought she had passed the 'test', thought they would make it, until she told him she was pregnant. He ripped her heart out and took it with him. She had become the laughing stock of the precinct, the girl who thought she had won the playboys heart.
She looked at him, and tilted his face to look at her. Looking into his sparkling blue eyes, she saw a man who was trying desperately to win her trust back. To right the wrong he did to her, to their child.
She leaned forward and gently kissed his lips, letting them linger for a minute. Breaking apart, they rested their forehead against each other. Taking his hand she intertwined their fingers, and laid it on her leg.
"It is a big deal to me too, Dan," she whispered, "You hurt me. God you hurt me so much, that I didn't even know if I wanted to have this baby." She admitted, the tears falling down her face.
Danny closed his eyes, the truth of what he did to her from her point of view hurting his heart, the tears falling past his glasses.
"I can't promise you that I still won't have doubts or that I won't get upset still, but I love you Danny. God knows I tried not to, but I do," she sighed.
His heart rejoiced, she had told him the words he thought he might never hear again. He cupped her face in his hands and brought her lips to his again, "I love you Lindsay, I'm gonna show you everyday how much. I can't promise that I won't fuck up again, but I'm never gonna leave you again," he said dropping his hand to her belly, "You've got me now, whether you want me or not."
This is it Messer, time to put it all out there. He dropped to his knee and dug the velvet box he had asked his mother for.
Lindsay gasped, "What are you doing?" she whispered in surprise.
"I want to marry you Montana. I know you probably think I'm only doing this because of the baby and to try make you forget what an ass I was, that's why I don't want you to answer right away. I just want you to know what my intentions are," he opened the velvet box to reveal the engagement ring his father gave to his mother; "Do you want to wear it anyway?"
Lindsay stared at it for a minute, and then nodded her head 'yes.'
He slid the ring on her finger, "It's beautiful, Danny." She said in awe.
"It was my mother's engagement ring that my father gave her," he explained, "When I was younger, Ma told me when I found the right girl that would be able to give it to her. The only person I have ever wanted to give it to was you."